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Title: Border Lines
Author: LE Fitzpatrick
Series: Reachers, book #2
“We all remember that kid in Piccadilly. That determined look he had on his face as he willed all those people to him. Just using his mind he pulled them close then blew them all to pieces. It could be anyone. Your neighbour, your friend, your lover. Remain vigilant. Reachers are everywhere.”
When the perfect job comes up Charlie doesn’t think twice about taking it. This is the break he’s been looking for and nobody, not even the rest of his team, can persuade him otherwise.
The job means working for an old enemy and crossing the border into London. Both are risky but Charlie has no idea how high the stakes really are.
The team will have to confront their past, each other and a killer who is closer than they realise. But can they all make it out of the city alive?

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~Excerpt~
The Voice had the biggest
audience in London, and according to John was the biggest load of bull he’d
ever read. A few straggling papers tried to compete, only finding readers in London’s most liberal or
most extreme. Everyone else bought the
Voice
, skimmed the headlines,
picked up a few typos and filled in the crossword each day before taking the
paper down to the recycling bank and getting their gratitude pennies back for
the service.

Harvey
O’Connor had been editor for six years, taking over from his mother Elaine
after her short battle with cancer. There was no love lost between mother and
son and when Harvey
came to take over the Voice he made
no secret of not caring less about the credibility of investigative journalism,
the truth, or good writing. He evolved the
Voice
into a glorified rag–mag, sandwiching propaganda beside DD–cup models
just out of school. The step down from highbrow news production was a step up
in sales with elitist London
showing her true colours, revealing herself as the scandal loving rubberneck
she had always been.
The
paper was Harvey’s beacon, the thing that lit
him up around London
and he used it to highlight the points people paid him to make. The lucrative
set up made Harvey one of the most influential men in the city, but either he
was just greedy, or he had some fondness for the editor’s chair, whatever the
reason he still worked in his office day and night manipulating the news for
his own advantage personally.
Charlie
took in the building in front of him. The
Voice
HQ was one of the shiny new buildings they had erected on Bunhill Road. If a
building could be arrogant then this one had the self–importance of an overpaid
footballer. A news scroll ran nonsensical headlines while a larger screen
flickered images of celebrities who had dared to go out without waxing and the
new super fruit accused of giving people cancer. Periodically a woman came on
screen and announced to anyone within half a mile: the Voice, speaking to the people for the people.
A heavy
dusk blanket had fallen over the city. The night was thick and dense. It was
hot and a wet heat was steaming off the pavement. Slowly London was turning in for the evening, taking
a brief respite before the night life erupted in the darkness. The three of
them stood in the shadows of the old graveyard across the street, watching the
clock run down. To get into the building they had to pass through metal
detectors and a dedicated security team. If the dupi’s didn’t set off the
alarms John’s arsenal would.
Charlie
flexed the muscles in his shoulders and settled himself onto his crutch. He
glanced at John, he was his usual self; focused and calm. If he had any doubts
about the plan they weren’t bothering him. Rachel was more nervous. But then
the whole plan was riding on her powers. She reached for John’s hand and gave
him an apprehensive nod.
“See
you on the other side,” Charlie said to them and turned around.

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The Running Game (Reachers Book 1)

Her father called it the running game. Count the exits, calculate the routes. Always be ready to run because they’ll always be coming for you. Whatever happens, they’ll always be coming for you.
Rachel had let her guard down and they had found her. She could run now, leave the city and try her luck beyond the borders, but with no money and a dark secret to hide her chances of survival are slim.
But then she meets two brothers with a dangerous past and secrets of their own. Can they help her turn the game around?
This is the first installment of the Reacher series. Set in a grim and not too distant future, this urban thriller will keep you hooked until the last page.


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About the author

L E Fitzpatrick was born in Hull, East Yorkshire, but now lives in West Wales, with her family plus lots of dogs and cats. She manages an office, volunteers as a room steward for the National Trust and also supports independent authors as a proofreader and beta reader. She obviously has no spare time because of this, but if she did it would probably be invested in walking in the countryside and enjoying the peace and quiet.
L E Fitzpatrick published her first series Dark Waters in 2011 and is currently working on her Reacher series.

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Website: http://l-e-fitzpatrick.blogspot.co.uk
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/lefitzpatrickbooks
Twitter: https://twitter.com/L_E_Fitzpatrick
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/L_E_Fitzpatrick

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