New York Times bestselling authors, Lisa Jackson, Beverly Barton, and Wendy Corsi Staub join forces to create a thrilling novel about love, revenge, and the dark secrets three women hold to a terrifying murder...
A KILLER WHO GETS AWAY WITH MURDER ONCE...
It's been twenty years since the night Jake Marcott was brutally murdered at St. Elizabeth's High School. It's a night that shattered the lives of Lindsay Farrell, Kristen Daniels, and Rachel Alsace. It's a night they'll never forget. A killer will make sure of that...
FINDS IT EASIER TO KILL AGAIN...
A 20-year reunion has been scheduled for St. Elizabeth's. For some alumni, very special invitations have been sent: their smiling senior pictures slashed by an angry red line...
AND AGAIN...AND AGAIN...
Three women have been marked for death. Tonight, as the music plays, and the doors of St. Elizabeth are sealed, a killer will finish what was started long ago, and the sins of the past will be paid for in blood...
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1 . Loved It !
Posted June 06, 2010 by Lisa , Small Town OhioThis book is a great read. Lots of twists. Never guessed the ending..
2 . Suspenseful
Posted January 12, 2010 by Julie , EffinghamGreat read, twists and turns, was surprised at the ending.
January 30, 2007
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Excerpt from Most Likely to Die by Wendy Corsi Staub
St. Valentine's Day Dance 1987
St. Elizabeth's High School
What the hell did she want from him?
Jake Marcott hated to think what her plans might be. Standing in the near-freezing night air, he braced himself for whatever demands she was certain to make.
He didn't know whether he loved her or hated her.
He lit a cigarette with shaky fingers, residual effects from the car accident that had left his best friend dead and nearly taken his own life.
God, he missed that crazy son of a bitch. Things would have turned out so differently if Ian hadn't been thrown through the windshield. If his goddamned neck hadn't been broken. Shit! The crash and spray of glass, the screech of tires, the groan of metal twisting and splitting still echoed through Jake's brain. Ian's face, freckled from too much sun floated into Jake's mind for just a second, before Jake pushed it quickly away. Too many times he'd wondered what would have happened if the tables had been turned, if Ian were still alive and he had been the one to die.
It messed him up to think about it.