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Prey has 55 entries in the series. (Series). John Sandford Author () cover image of Lucas Davenport Collection: Rules of Prey ; Shadow Prey ; Eyes of. JOHN SANDFORD is the pseudonym for the Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist John Camp. He is the author of twenty-eight Prey novels, most recently Twisted. Main Author: Sandford, John, February Corporate Author: OverDrive Inc. Published: New York: Penguin, Series: Sandford, John, February.

Very early one More Silken Prey epub edition To download now please click the link below. Very early one morning, a Minnesota political fixer answers his doorbell. Give me the bat. She has very definite ideas about the way the world should work, and the money, ruthlessness, and sheer will to make it happen. No matter who gets in the way. Davenport does what he does because he likes it and he has a clearly defined code and sense of right and wrong-he also sees the shades of gray.

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Waiting for Tomorrow. A Plague on Both Your Houses. The Desert and Its Seed. White Dialogues. Fiction — May 13, part 1 Twisted Prey - John Sandford The Fallen - David Baldacci The Hellfire Club - Jake Tapper The Female Persuasion - Meg Wolitzer After Anna - Lisa Scottoline A Gentleman in Moscow - Amor Towles.

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The Overstory - Richard Powers. Twisted Prey - John Sandford. The rage was social and political and occasionally personal, based on her hatred of obvious injustice, the crushing of the small and helpless by the steel wheels of American plutocracy. He peered over her shoulder into the sink. You go on out and get me some broccoli and a tomato. Where's your brother? He put a hand to his left cheek, a gesture of thought or weariness in others, but in Jesse, an unconscious move to cover the port-wine stain that marked his neck and the bottom of his cheek.

Go get me that broccoli.

We'll eat in an hour. The basement held the mechanical equipment for the house, and a twenty-one-cubic-foot Whirlpool freezer that Marlys filled with corn, green and wax beans, peas, carrots, cauliflower, and broccoli, which kept them eating all winter.

Applesauce from a half-dozen apple trees went in Ball jars, stored on dusty wooden shelves next to the freezer. Her older son, Jesse, until recently had lived in an apartment in town with his wife and daughter, and sold Purdy produce at most of the big farmers' markets between Cedar Rapids and Des Moines.

Cole worked in the truck gardens and ran the mower at the country club during golf season.

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The two sons would jacklight four to six deer during the various hunting seasons, and the venison steaks and sausage, supplemented by the rabbits, filled out their meat requirements. They'd once had a chicken yard, but a midwinter spate of accounting several years earlier had convinced Marlys that chickens were cheaper to download at the supermarket than to raise at home, even given the bonus eggs.

In the winter, to raise cash, Marlys made hand-stitched quilts that she sold through an Amish store in Des Moines. She wasn't Amish, but nobody much cared, as long as the quilts moved.

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The Purdys weren't rich, but they did all right, not counting the possibly inherited tendency to psychosis. All of that took only a minute, but by the time he started back to the house, he was sweating. There'd been a lot of rain that spring and everything was looking lush and fine.

At the moment, the sun was shining and the temperature was in the low nineties, with the humidity close to eighty percent. The local farmers, of course, were bitching because the bean and corn harvests were going to be huge and the prices depressed. Of course, if it hadn't rained, they'd be bitching because their crops were small, even if the prices were high.

You couldn't win with farmers. For Marlys and her sons, the frequent rain was nothing but a blessing: Marlys had been talking of downloading an upright freezer for the kitchen. She could freeze a year's worth of cinnamon apple slices and they all did like apple pie. As Jesse walked back to the house, he noticed a pale haziness on the western horizon, above the afterglow left by the sun, hinting of a new weather system moving in, even more rain. All right with him. Looking up at the top floor of the house, he saw Cole sitting behind the bedroom window screen with his rifle, which he had reassembled.

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Cole didn't say anything, but lifted a hand. Squirrel rifle. Below him, a quilt hung on the wire clothesline, airing out.

Before the end of the day, the quilt would smell like early-summer fields, with a little gravel dust mixed in. A wonderful smell, a smell like home. An aging green pickup was motoring over the hill to the south, about to take the curve in front of the house. Cole tracked it with the scope, watching David Souther horse the truck around the curve heading south toward Pella.

He whispered to himself, "Bang! Souther was a hippie kind of guy and had a hundred and twenty acres given over to sheep, which he'd shear so his wife could wash, spin, dye, and weave the fleece into blankets and wall hangings, which they sold at a store at the Amana Colonies. Souther was also a poet and sometimes had a book published. The Purdys had two of his books, which Souther had given them, but Cole had never read any of the poems.

Cole had nothing at all against Souther or his wife. They worked hard and they didn't get rich, but they did all right, he supposed. Janette Souther was the shyest woman Cole had ever met: How she and Souther had ever gotten together, he had no idea. Of course, they had no kids, so maybe they hadn't exactly gotten together, Souther being a poet and all.

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Another truck came over the hill to the south. Cole put his scope on it. Cole had been to Iraq twice with the National Guard. He'd been a truck driver, not a combat troop, but in Iraq, even the truck drivers were on the front lines. He'd been in his truck on two occasions when IEDs went off at the side of the road, once a short distance ahead of him, once behind him, artillery shells fired with cell phones.

He hadn't exactly been wounded either time, but he'd been hurt. He couldn't hear anything for a while after the second explosion and never could hear as well as he had when he enlisted. Right after the IEDs, he'd been too dizzy to drive for a bit, and nauseated for a couple of days, but the Army told him that he was okay, and the VA had waved him off-they had more important things to do.

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He wasn't entirely sure about how okay he really was. Hadn't been able to sleep since he got back, and that was nine years now; and he'd had a bell-like ringing in his ears since the first explosion, sometimes so loud that he thought it would drive him crazy.

And maybe it had. The approaching truck went into the turn: Sherm Miller, who had a farm up the road, nine hundred and sixty acres, one of the richer people around, his land alone probably worth seven or eight million.

Cole whispered, "Bang! You want anything? You stay away from Willie.

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You could have your old bedroom back permanently. You know you're welcome. That Michaela Bowden bullshit.

You guys are a little fucked up on the subject. You be quiet! Marlys pointed toward the ceiling: She was on forums that said so. The feds would be listening for the name "Michaela Bowden. And, "Stay away from Willie. That would mean killing Michaela Bowden, the leading candidate on the Democratic side.

Bowden was a sure thing, everybody thought. Sure to get the nomination, sure to win the election. She might already have some Secret Service protection, but the convention was still a year off. Bowden was running around the countryside, pumping up the base, trying to brick up the nomination, trying to fend off any possible competition, stretching to win Iowa's political caucuses, now only eight months away.

She was out in the open and the Secret Service protection would be light, compared to what it'd be after the convention.

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If they were going to get her, now was the time. Right now. They couldn't wait. His wife, whose name was Wilma but whom everybody called Willie, was dropping off their daughter, Caralee, for the weekend.