The 5th Horseman (Women's Murder Club)
It is a wild race against time as Lieutenant Lindsay Boxer and the newest member of the Women's Murder Club, attorney Yuki Castellano, lead an investigation into a string of mysterious patient deaths--and reveal a hospital administration determined to shield its reputation at all costs. And while the hospital wages an explosive court battle that grips the entire nation, the Women's Murder Club hunts for a merciless killer among its esteemed medical staff. The newest addition to the top selling new mystery series takes the Women's Murder Club to the most terrifying heights of suspense they have yet to encounter. THE 5TH HORSEMAN proves once again that James Patterson is "the page-turningest author in the game right now " (San Francisco Chronicle).
painkiller that would have given her a good night’s sleep. “That terrible night, Amanda died an excruciating and senseless death, ladies and gentlemen, and we have to ask why this happened. Why this woman’s life was ripped away from her long before her time. “Over the course of this trial, I’ll tell you about Amanda and about the nineteen other people who died from similar drug-related, lethal disasters. But I’ll tell you why they died right now. “It was because of San Francisco Municipal’s
remarkably cute in a nebbishy sort of way. “Hello. I’m Whit Ewing. Chicago Tribune,” he said. “Sorry. I’m Cindy Thomas.” “Of the Chronicle?” “That’s me.” “I’ve been reading your reports. Not too bad.” “Thanks, Whit. So, what’s the beef?” “O’Mara is calling a defense witness as part of her case-in-chief. It’s a pretty clever tactic. Kramer can’t cross-examine his own witness —” “So she gets over on him until he puts the witness on himself.” “Very good.” “Thanks, bud. I owe you one.” “I
was zipping up my jacket when my cell phone rang again. “Lieutenant?” a woman’s voice whispered. “It’s Noddie Wilkins. The nurse from Municipal? You told me to call you,” Noddie said. “Another patient has died. There were buttons —” A sick feeling washed through me. “When did this happen?” “Just now.” “What was the patient’s name?” “Anthony Ruffio. His body’s still in the ICU.” I started running toward the stairs, wondering how many patients had died in this hospital, how many had been
other hand kill so stealthily we weren’t even sure that those patients at Municipal had been murdered? I wondered if I’d ever know. But I did have one good lead. Maybe it would work out. “Where are you, Lindsay?” Claire asked me. “Right here, Butterfly.” She pressed my hand. “No, really,” she said. “I was thinking about Garza and his dark, crazy eyes,” I said. “He’s fifty years old. He’ll die in prison. He’ll never hurt anyone ever again.” Yuki put her arms around me and hugged me really
much fun the band had to dial up the music a notch to be heard over our good time. Twenty minutes later, Yuki left the table before the coffee and chocolate mud pie, saying she wanted to see Keiko again before visiting hours were over. Despite her rapid-fire talk, and our good-time chatter, there were worry lines between Yuki’s beautiful brown eyes when she told us all good night. Chapter 16 MAUREEN O’MARA FELT HER PULSE beating in her temples. Was that possible? Well, that’s how pumped