Tess Gerritsen's Rizzoli & Isles 8-Book Bundle: The Surgeon; The Apprentice; The Sinner; Body Double; Vanish; The Mephisto Club; The Keepsake; Ice Cold (Rizzoli & Isles, Books 1–8)
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New York Times bestselling author Tess Gerritsen has thrilled countless readers with her acclaimed novels of suspense featuring Boston detective Jane Rizzoli and medical examiner Maura Isles--and TNT struck ratings gold with the Rizzoli & Isles series based on Gerritsen's novels. Now here's a convenient e-book bundle of the first eight installments of this compelling series: The Surgeon, The Apprentice, The Sinner, Body Double, Vanish, The Mephisto Club, The Keepsake, and Ice Cold.
as a slap. Catherine said nothing. “And that’s not all he planned to do,” continued Rizzoli. Dear god, make her stop. “He was going to mutilate you in the worst possible way. As he mutilated four other women in Georgia. He cut them open. Destroyed precisely what made them women.” “That’s enough,” said Moore. But Rizzoli was relentless. “It could have happened to you, Dr. Cordell.” Catherine shook her head. “Why are you doing this?” “Dr. Cordell, there is nothing I want more than to catch
skull. “Yes.” “Give me a break.” “Look at that film, Detective. See where the fracture is located? Consider which part of the brain lies right beneath it.” She turned and looked at Dean. He met her gaze without expression. “The frontal lobes,” he said. A faint smile twitched on O’Donnell’s lips. Clearly she enjoyed the chance to challenge an old rival. Rizzoli said, “What’s the point of this X ray?” “I was called in by the man’s defense attorney to perform a neuropsychiatric evaluation. I
screw, the pear expands, until the cavity ruptures with fatal results. The vaginal pear is only one device in an array of ancient instruments meant to mutilate breasts and genitals in the name of the holy church, which could not abide the sexual powers of women. I am perfectly matter-of-fact as I describe these devices to my doctors, most of whom have never visited such a museum and who would no doubt be embarrassed to admit any desire to see one. But even as I tell them about the four-clawed
were two shots.” Her gaze was still on the X-rays. Gabriel had never seen Maura look so unsure of herself. At that moment, she was clearly struggling to reconcile what she remembered with the undeniable evidence now glowing on the light box. “Describe what happened in that room, Maura,” Gabriel said. “There were three of us, trying to restrain her,” she said. “I didn’t see her grab the guard’s gun. I was focused on the wrist restraint, trying to get it tied. I had just reached for the strap
physician. “STAT arterial blood gas, post-extubation. 2 liters oxygen by nasal prongs.” Nina Peyton has been extubated. She is breathing on her own, taking in air without mechanical assistance, without a tube in her throat. I sit motionless at my workstation, thinking not of Nina Peyton, but of Catherine Cordell. She thinks she has won this round. She thinks she is Nina Peyton’s savior. It is time to teach her her place. It is time she learned humility. I pick up the phone and call Hospital