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Judge & Jury [Secure eReader (recommended)/Microsoft Reader/Adobe Reader 7]
eBook by James Patterson & Andrew Gross
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eBook Category: Suspense/Thriller
eBook Description:  Bestselling author James Patterson returns with the #1 blockbuster thriller of the summer, an unstoppable novel of law and revenge. Senior FBI agent Nick Pellisante is closing in on the notorious mob boss "The Electrician," when the scheduled sting goes spectacularly awry. Two FBI agents are dead, the boss is wounded, and Pellisante vows the Electrician's next move will be from a jail cell. Andie Echeverra, a part-time actress and a single, full-time mom, is assigned her next role as Juror #11 in the landmark trial against Mafia Don Dominic Cavello. Everybody is on edge. No one has ever crossed the man whose orders have made entire families disappear. Though Cavello's influence extends across blue uniforms and black robes, the case should be open-and-shut. But the legal system fails with devastating results, and Nick and Andie are the only ones left to seek justice. To stop the Electrician, they must take matters into their own hands. They are the judge and jury now. James Patterson spins an all-out heart-pounding legal thriller that pits two people against the most vicious and powerful mobster since John Gotti.
eBook Publisher: Little, Brown, Published: 2006
Fictionwise Release Date: July 2006
Available eBook Formats [Secure eReader (recommended)/Microsoft Reader/Adobe Reader 7 - What's this?]: SECURE MICROSOFT READER FORMAT (403 KB] - Requires Microsoft Reader 2.1.1 for PCs, or Microsoft Reader 2.2.2 on Pocket PC 2002 handheld devices. Some older Pocket PCs can be upgraded. Learn More., SECURE EREADER (RECOMMENDED) FORMAT (203 KB], SECURE ADOBE READER 7 FORMAT (5.2 MB]
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eReader (recommended) ISBN: 9780759567023
MobiPocket Reader ISBN: 9780759567009
Adobe Acrobat Reader ISBN: 9780759567016
Microsoft Reader ISBN: 9780759566989
 
Chapter 1 IN HIS HOUSE on Yehuda Street in Haifa, high above the sky-blue Mediterranean, Richard Nordeshenko tried the King's Indian Defense. The pawn break, Kasparov's famous attack. From there Kasparov had dismantled Tukmakov in the Russian Championship in 1981. Across from Nordeshenko a young boy countered by matching the pawn. His father nodded, pleased with the move. "And why does the pawn create such an advantage?" Nordeshenko asked. "Because it blocks freeing up of your queenside rook," the boy answered quickly. "And the advance of your pawn to a queen. Correct?" "Correct." Nordeshenko beamed at his son. "And when did the queen first acquire the powers that it holds today?" "Around fifteen hundred," his son answered. "In Europe. Up until then it merely moved two spaces, up and down. But . . ." "Bravo, Pavel!" Affectionately, he mussed his son's blond hair. For an eleven-year-old, Pavel was learning quickly. The boy glanced silently over the board, then moved his rook. Nordeshenko saw what his son was up to. He had once been in the third tier of Glasskov's chess academy in Kiev. Still, he pretended to ignore it and pushed forward his attack on the opposite side, exposing a pawn. "You're letting me win, Father," the boy declared, refusing to take it. "Besides, you said just one game. Then you would teach me . . ." "Teach you?" Nordeshenko teased him, knowing precisely what he meant. "You can teach me." "Not chess, Father." The boy looked up. "Poker." "Ah, poker?" Nordeshenko feigned surprise. "To play poker, Pavel, you must have something to bet." "I have something," the boy insisted. "I have six dollars in coins. I've been saving up. And over a hundred soccer cards. Perfect condition." Nordeshenko smiled. He understood what the boy was feeling. He had studied how to seize the advantage his whole life. Chess was hard. Solitary. Like playing an instrument. Scales, drills, practice. Until every eventuality became absorbed, memorized. Until you didn't have to think. A little like learning to kill a man with your bare hands. But poker, poker was liberating. Alive. Unlike in chess, you never played the same way twice. You broke the rules. It required an unusual combination: discipline and risk. Suddenly, the chime of Nordeshenko's mobile phone cut in. He was expecting the call. "We'll pick it up in a moment," Nordeshenko said to Pavel. "But, Father," the boy whined, disappointed. "In a moment," Nordeshenko said again, picking up his son by the armpits, spanking him lightly on his way. "I have to take this call. Not another word." "Okay." Nordeshenko walked out to the terrace overlooking the sea and flipped open the phone. Only a handful of people in the world had this number. He settled into a chaise. "This is Nordeshenko." "I'm calling for Dominic Cavello," the caller said. "He has a job for you." "Dominic Cavello? Cavello is in jail and awaiting trial," Nordeshenko said. "And I have many jobs to consider." "Not like this one," the caller said. "The Godfather has requested only you. Name your price." Copyright © 2006 by James Patterson.
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