Born to Die - Lisa Jackson [0]
He walked to a file drawer and pulled it open. Inside were slim folders, information gathered over time on each of the pretenders. He opened the first one, and his gut twisted as he glared at the picture tucked within his notes.
Dr. Kacey Lambert.
She was special.
Until the mistake.
When he’d gotten too bloodthirsty, too hungry, too eager to destroy the one person who could ruin everything.
And the job had been botched.
Kacey had lived.
This time, there wouldn’t be a mistake; this time he’d take care of her himself.
A slow-burning fury ran through his veins as he studied her picture. He’d watched her. Followed her. Learned her routine.
But she would have to wait.
There were others he had to deal with first.
He flipped open a few more files and sorted them. None of them knew each other; none of them realized that he was watching them, collecting all the ones that were in close proximity to Kacey.
He wondered if any of them were aware of each other.
If so, they hadn’t guessed the one thing they had in common.
Each was born to die before her time.
And it was his mission to make it happen....
Books by Lisa Jackson
Stand-Alones
SEE HOW SHE DIES
FINAL SCREAM
RUNNING SCARED
WHISPERS
TWICE KISSED
UNSPOKEN
DEEP FREEZE
FATAL BURN
MOST LIKELY TO DIE
WICKED GAME
WICKED LIES
WITHOUT MERCY
Anthony Paterno / Cahill Family novels
IF SHE ONLY KNEW
ALMOST DEAD
Rick Bentz/ Reuben Montoya novels
HOT BLOODED
COLD BLOODED
SHIVER
ABSOLUTE FEAR
LOST SOULS
MALICE
DEVIOUS
Pierce Reed / Nikki Gillette novels
THE NIGHT BEFORE
THE MORNING AFTER
Selena Alvarez / Regan Pescoli novels
LEFT TO DIE
CHOSEN TO DIE
BORN TO DIE
Published by Kensington Publishing Corporation
LISA JACKSON
BORN TO DIE
ZEBRA BOOKS
KENSINGTON PUBLISHING CORP.
http://www.kensingtonbooks.com
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Table of Contents
BORN TO DIE
Books by Lisa Jackson
Title Page
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
PROLOGUE
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 20
CHAPTER 21
CHAPTER 22
CHAPTER 23
CHAPTER 24
CHAPTER 25
CHAPTER 26
CHAPTER 27
CHAPTER 28
CHAPTER 29
CHAPTER 30
CHAPTER 31
CHAPTER 32
CHAPTER 33
CHAPTER 34
CHAPTER 35
CHAPTER 36
CHAPTER 37
Epilogue
Copyright Page
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
As always there are many people who helped me while I wrote this book. It’s a case of the usual suspects, for the most part, and they’re great: Nancy Bush, Alex Craft, Matthew Crose, Niki Crose, Michael Crose, Kelly Foster, Marilyn Katcher, Ken Melum, Robin Rue, John Scognamiglio, Larry Sparks, and more. Of course, there may be some errors in the book, and they are all mine.
PROLOGUE
Sometimes you win; sometimes you lose.
Tonight, Shelly Bonaventure thought, she’d come out the loser. Make that a loser with a capital L, the kind kids made with their thumb and forefinger held up to their foreheads.
She unlocked the door of her apartment, threw her purse onto the entryway table, and felt a sudden searing pain scream through her guts.
Gasping, she doubled over, her insides on fire.
Suddenly.
Out of the blue.
“Oooh,” she moaned as the pain subsided enough that she could stumble to the couch. “What the hell?”
Still queasy, the pain in her abdomen slightly lessened, she took in several deep breaths. Was the pain bad enough to call 9-1-1, or should she head to the ER herself?
“Don’t be silly,” she whispered, but an uneasy feeling that something was very, very wrong stuck with her. “Pull yourself together,” she said and kicked off her high heels. Either she’d drunk too much, eaten the wrong thing, or her period was coming a few days early.
No way. Not with pain like that.
She closed her eyes for a second, beads of perspiration collecting on her upper lip. She would take some Pepto if she had it and, if not, just suffer through until morning. As she swiped at the sweat, she