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Fresh Pick | ON TARGET by Mark Greaney
Fresh Pick / December 16, 2010

Gray Man #2 October 2010 On Sale: September 28, 2010 Featuring: Court Gentry 592 pages ISBN: 0515148458 EAN: 9780515148459 Mass Market Paperback $9.99 Add to Wish List Thriller Spy Buy at Amazon.com On Target by Mark Greaney Sequl to The Gray Man Who is the Gray Man? To a Russian mafia boss–he is a powerful weapon. To a genocidal war criminal–he is his worst nightmare. To a small team of American commandos–he is their last chance. To a beautiful lawyer caught in the crossfire–he is her only hope. Four years ago, assassin Court Gentry was betrayed by his handlers in the CIA. Now, an old comrade returns to haunt him-and to force him on a mission against his will. With his ruthless employers on one side, his former friends on the other and a doomed mission ahead, Court Gentry would kill to get out of this one alive. Excerpt Prologue Dark clouds hung low above the Irish Sea, fat in the moist morning air, and tracked slowly over the assassin as he stood on the wooden foredeck of the fishing boat. A few screeching herring gulls had encircled the vessel while it was still miles offshore; now that it had…

Grace Burrowes | Nightmares into Fairy Tales
Author Guest / December 16, 2010

As a kid, I shared a bedroom with three siblings. The other three wanted the hall light turned off at night, I wanted it kept on because I was afraid of the dark. The solution was for me to lie awake every night until the other three fell asleep, then go turn the stinkin’ thing on. I was that afraid of the dark. In fact, I slept with a light on well into adulthood. I used to say I had a wonderful imagination for terrible things. Growing up, we didn’t have a TV until I was well into school age, and then the rule was no TV on school nights. This was a good thing on general principles, most especially because “Lost In Space” and “Dark Shadows” kept me sufficiently terrified. There is no telling what I would have done with “Twilight Zone” re-runs or late night helpings of “Creature Feature Theatre.” I knew I shouldn’t watch those shows, but again, one TV, six siblings, and most of them older than me… So I spent a lot of nights being afraid of the tree branch shadows on the bedroom curtains. They looked like dinosaurs and demons… I was afraid of…