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You have good reason to be afraid. . . .
It was a case that haunts Bobby Dodge to this day--the case that nearly killed him and changed his life forever. Now, in an underground chamber on the grounds of an abandoned Massachusetts mental hospital, the gruesome discovery of six mummified corpses resurrects his worst nightmare: the return of a killer he thought dead and buried. There's no place to run. . . . Bobby's only lead is wrapped around a dead woman's neck. Annabelle Granger has been in hiding for as long as she can remember. Her childhood was a blur of new cities and assumed identities. But what--or who--her family was running from, she never knew. Now a body is unearthed from a grave, wearing a necklace bearing Annabelle's name, and the danger is too close to escape. This time, she's not going to run. You know he will find you. . . .
The new threat could be the dead psychopath's copycat, his protege--or something far more terrifying. Dodge knows the only way to find him is to solve the mystery of Annabelle Granger, and to do that he must team up with his former lover, partner, and friend D. D. Warren from the Boston P.D. But the trail leads back to a woman from Bobby's past who may be every bit as dangerous as the new killer--a beautiful survivor-turned-avenger with an eerie link to Annabelle. From its tense opening pages to its shocking climax, Hide is a thriller that delves into our deepest, darkest fears. Where there is no one to trust. Where there is no place left to hide.
In bestseller Gardner's first-rate follow-up to Alone (2005), Bobby Dodge, once a sniper for the Massachusetts State Police and now a police detective, gets called to a horrific crime scene in the middle of the night by fellow detective and ex-lover D.D. Warren. An underground chamber has been discovered on the property of a former Boston mental hospital containing six small naked mummified female bodies in clear garbage bags. A silver locket with one of the corpses, which may be decades old, bears the name Annabelle Granger. Later, a woman shows up at the Boston Homicide offices claiming to be Annabelle Granger. Her resemblance to Catherine Gagnon (whose life Bobby saved in Alone) helps stoke a romance between her and Bobby both subtle and sizzling. The suspense builds as the police uncover links between patients at the hospital and long-ago criminal activities. Through expert use of red herrings, Gardner takes the reader on a nail-biting ride to the thrilling climax. (Feb.) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information. -- PUBLISHERS WEEKLY.
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1 . Really enjoyed this book!
Posted July 25, 2011 by Abby , Vancouver, BCReally enjoyed reading this book. The suspense...twist and turns kept me entertained
2 . Interesting
Posted February 03, 2011 by Iyke Otakpor , Calgary, ABA good read. Lisa Gardner knows how to keep you turning the pages. I like the protagonist.
3 . keep you thinking & guessing great polt
Posted August 05, 2010 by angele' , brandon,msgreat book enjoyed every word
4 . I liked it.
Posted July 28, 2010 by Laura , Argyle, TXi liked this book. The very end was a bit disappointing after a really good story. I would recommend Hide to anyone.
5 . good read
Posted July 25, 2010 by jayne , Yuba Citytruly enjoyed this book. suspenseful until the end
6 . Read this!!
Posted June 26, 2010 by Cheryl P , WorthingtonI loved this book. The story was great and the price was awesome.
7 . great fast read,couldn't put it down
Posted June 25, 2010 by m , sterling heights1 day read because you can't put it down. You won't figure it out so don't bother trying even though you will anyway! Enjoy!
8 . Great mystery with twists. Well written.
Posted June 16, 2010 by Mary Beth S, , Muskegon, MIFirst Lisa Gardner I've read. Looking forward to reading more of her novels.
9 . Must Read!
Posted June 16, 2010 by Alina A. , New York CityThis novel is delicious from beginning to end. The characters play off each other beautifully and it is just impossible to put down. I highly recommend it to people who like thrillers, drama and a touch of romance. Best dollar I ever spent! Bravo!
10 . Captivating
Posted June 14, 2010 by JShipp , Arab, ALThis book kept me guessing until the very end. It's an excellent read!
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Excerpt from Hide by Lisa Gardner
My father explained it to me the first time when I was seven years old: The world is a system. School is a system. Neighborhoods are a system. Towns, governments, any large group of people. For that matter, the human body is a system, enabled by smaller, biological subsystems.
Criminal justice, definitely a system. The Catholic Church-don't get him started. Then there's organized sports, the United Nations, and of course, the Miss America Pageant.
"You don't have to like the system," he lectured me. "You don't have to believe in it or agree with it. But you must understand it. If you can understand the system, you will survive."
A family is a system.
I'd come home from school that afternoon to discover both of my parents standing in our front room. My father, a professor of mathematics at MIT, was rarely home before seven. Now, however, he stood next to my mother's prized floral sofa, with five suitcases stacked neatly by his feet. My mother was crying. When I opened the front door, she turned away as if to shield her face, but I could still see her shoulders shaking.
Both of my parents were wearing heavy wool coats, which seemed odd, given the relatively warm October afternoon.
My father spoke first: "You need to go into your room. Pick two things. Any two things you want. But hurry, Annabelle; we don't have much time."
My mother's shoulders shook harder. I set down my backpack. I retreated to my room, where I stared at my little pink-and-green painted space.
Of all the moments in my past, this is the one I would most like to have back. Three minutes in the bedroom of my youth. Fingers skimming over my sticker-plastered desk, skipping over framed photos of my grandparents, hopscotching past my engraved silver-plated brush and oversize hand mirror. I bypassed my books. Didn't even consider my marble collection or stash of kindergarten art. I remember making a positively agonizing choice between my favorite stuffed dog and my newest treasure, a bridal-dressed Barbie. I went with my dog, Boomer, then grabbed my cherished baby blankie, dark pink flannel with a light pink satin trim.
Not my diary. Not my stash of silly, doodle-covered notes from my best friend, Dori Petracelli. Not even my baby album, which would've at least given me photos of my mother for all the years to come. I was a young, frightened child, and I behaved childishly.
I think my father knew what I would choose. I think he saw it all coming, even back then.
I returned to our family room. My father was outside, loading the car. My mom had her hands wrapped around the pillar that divided the family room from the eat-in kitchen. For a minute, I didn't think she'd let go. She would take a stand, demand that my father stop this foolishness.
Instead, she reached out and stroked my long dark hair. "I love you so much." She grabbed me, hugging me fiercely, cheeks wet against the top of my head. The next moment, she pushed me away, wiping briskly at her face.
"Outside, honey. Your father's right-we have to be quick."
I followed my mother to the car, Boomer under my arm, blankie clutched in both hands. We took our usual places-my father in the driver's seat, my mother riding shotgun, me in the back.
My father backed our little Honda out of the drive. Yellow and orange leaves swirled down from the beech tree, dancing outside the car window. I spread my fingers against the glass as if I could touch them.
"Wave at the neighbors," my father instructed. "Pretend everything is normal."
That's the last we ever saw of our little oak-dotted cul-de-sac.
A family is a system.
We drove to Tampa. My mother had always wanted to see Florida, my father explained. Wouldn't it be nice to live amid palm trees and white sandy beaches after so many New England winters?