Half-Past Dawn: A ThrillerFrom the international bestselling author of The 13th Hour comes a thrilling story of one man’s race against time to find his wife and catch a revenge-blinded assassin in this novel “full of nonstop action, mind-bending switchbacks, and psychological puzzles” (Bookreporter). Jack Keeler wakes up one bright June morning to the shock of his life: a half-healed gash over his right eye, a hastily stitched together bullet wound in his shoulder, an intricate tattoo in a foreign script covering the length of his forearm, and a front-page headline that reads “NEW YORK CITY DISTRICT ATTORNEY JACK KEELER IS DEAD.” He has until dawn to piece together what happened and to find his missing wife, Mia, an FBI agent. The ensuing race is a twisting, turning, adrenaline-charged hyper-speed adventure that uncovers an ancient people lost to legend, an assassin who will stop at nothing to avenge his death sentence, a diary whose contents foretell the future, and a curious mystery hidden deep inside the country’s most dangerous prison. |
Contents
Section 22 | 200 |
Section 23 | 206 |
Section 24 | 216 |
Section 25 | 226 |
Section 26 | 240 |
Section 27 | 244 |
Section 28 | 252 |
Section 29 | 266 |
Section 9 | 75 |
Section 10 | 85 |
Section 11 | 87 |
Section 12 | 93 |
Section 13 | 102 |
Section 14 | 116 |
Section 15 | 132 |
Section 16 | 135 |
Section 17 | 147 |
Section 18 | 158 |
Section 19 | 160 |
Section 20 | 181 |
Section 21 | 185 |
Section 30 | 284 |
Section 31 | 288 |
Section 32 | 292 |
Section 33 | 301 |
Section 34 | 307 |
Section 35 | 312 |
Section 36 | 315 |
Section 37 | 321 |
Section 38 | 329 |
Section 39 | 336 |
Section 40 | 348 |
Section 41 | 351 |
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