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434 Pages·2011·2.01 MB·English
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THE NINE LIVES OF CHLOE KING This book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. An imprint of Simon & Schuster Children’s Publishing Division 1230 Avenue of the Americas, New York, NY 10020 www.SimonandSchuster.com This Simon Pulse paperback edition June 2011 th The Stolen copyright © 2004 by 17 Street Productions, an Alloy company th The Fallen copyright © 2004 by 17 Street Productions, an Alloy company The Chosen copyright © 2005 by Alloy Entertainment All rights reserved, including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form. SIMON PULSE and colophon are registered trademarks of Simon & Schuster, Inc. The Simon & Schuster Speakers Bureau can bring authors to your live event. For more information or to book an event contact the Simon & Schuster Speakers Bureau at 1-866-248-3049 or visit our website at www.simonspeakers.com. The text of this book was set in Fairfield. Manufactured in the United States of America 2 4 6 8 10 9 7 5 3 1 Library of Congress Control Number 2011922984 ISBN 978-1-4424-3570-4 eISBN-13: 978-1-4424-4135-4 These titles were previously published individually by Simon Pulse. Contents THE FALLEN THE STOLEN THE CHOSEN THE FALLEN For John Ordover and Dave Mack, good friends and the sine qua nons of my career and marriage Prologue He never tired or lost her trail. Not since she’d first seen him an hour ago in the bar, when his sleeve had fallen back and revealed an ornate black brand. Scrolls and curlicues of ink and scar tissue spelled out the familiar words: Sodalitas Gladii Decimi. And so she ran. She took a deep breath and looked ahead, leaping over piles of garbage and puddles with the precision of an acrobat, propelled by her terror. Which street did this alley connect to? Was there a public place close by—even a twenty-four- hour gas station—where she would be safe? Finally the smell of open, wet air told her an exit was ahead: a barbedwire- topped gate blocked the far end of the alley. She prepared to leap, triumph and freedom singing in her ears. Then something burned into her left leg, ripping through muscle. She clung to the gate, her leg dangling uselessly below her. She reached to pull herself up, hand over hand, but a near-silent whir announced a second attack. In an instant, she fell. “Trapped, I’m afraid,” said an irritatingly calm voice. She desperately tried to push herself along the ground, away from him—but there was nowhere to go. “Please … no …,” she whimpered, pushing herself back up against a wall. “I’m not what you think. I’m not bad. …” “I’m sure you don’t believe you are.” She heard a blade, fine and small like a dagger, being whisked out of its sheath. “I’ve never—I would never hurt anyone! Please!” He cut her throat. “Id tibi facio, Deus,” he whispered, putting the side of his left hand to his heart, thumb in the middle of his chest, pointing up. A gentle sigh escaped the dying girl; a thin ribbon of blood trickled down her neck. Tiny marks of an expert assassin. He bowed his head. “In allegiance to the Order of the Tenth Blade. Pater noster, rex gentius.” He adjusted her head so that she looked more comfortable and closed her eyes. Then he wiped the tiny silver blade on a handkerchief, sat back on his heels, and waited. When she woke up, he would kill her again.

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