Thirteen: The Serial Killer Isn't on Trial. He's on the Jury.

by Cavanagh, Steve
ISBN: 9781250297600
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Thirteen is the legal thriller Lee Child, Michael Connelly, and Ruth Ware are raving about and readers can't put down.

"Outstanding - an intriguing premise, a tense, gripping build-up, and a spectacular climax. This guy is the real deal. Trust me." --Lee Child

"A dead bang BEAST of a book that expertly combines Cavanagh's authority on the law with an absolutely great thrill ride. Books this ingenious don't come along very often." --Michael Connelly

It's the murder trial of the century. And Joshua Kane has killed to get the best seat in the house - and to be sure the wrong man goes down for the crime. Because this time, the killer isn't on trial. He's on the jury.

But there's someone on his tail. Former-conman-turned-criminal-defense-attorney Eddie Flynn doesn't believe that his movie-star client killed two people. He suspects that the real killer is closer than they think - but who would guess just how close?

"A brilliant, twisty, ingeniously constructed puzzle of a book. Steve Cavanagh pulls off an enviable premise with panache." --Ruth Ware

  • Format: Hardcover
  • Author: Cavanagh, Steve
  • ISBN: 9781250297600
  • Condition: Used
  • Dimensions: 9.50 x 1.10
  • Number Of Pages: 336
  • Publication Year: 2019

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  • Craziest. Plot. Ever.

    Hannah P. - 3 years 5 months ago

    Wait, what? The killer isn't on trial? He's on the JURY? How does that even work? You will have to read Thirteen by the brilliant Steve Cavanagh to find out. Riddled with plot twists and misdirection you will never be bored while you spend time with these pages. A must read.

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  • An original fast-paced non-stop thrilling joy ride!

    Malina S. - 5 years 8 months ago

    LOVE, LOVE, LOVE! An original fast-paced non-stop thrilling joy ride! Hold on to your hats folks, because this one will blow your mind! YES, it's as good as everyone says. YES, you should read it now. NO, I wouldn't lie to you. I have to say, I haven't been this impressed since J.D. Barker's The Fourth Monkey. That's saying a lot, because he's at the top of the list for me. Former con artist, Eddie Flynn, now lawyer, has just be hired on to represent a very high profile client, Bobby Soloman in what just might be the trial of the century. Bobby Soloman has been accused of murdering his wife (of two months) and his security guard, also her lover. While the evidence is unfavorable, Eddie realizes that it's been tampered with. Eddie quickly assembles a team to help him prove his case. For Joshua Kane, "The American dream wasn't money. It was freedom. True freedom." What better way to destroy his targets than by taking away the "American dream". To do that, he must frame them for murder. Of course for Kane, the job isn't complete until he can help convict the target by sitting in on the jury. I did some immersion reading with this one (listening to the audiobook while reading along) and I have to say, the narrator, Adam Sims, did an amazing job. I listen to a lot of audiobooks, and he's the type of narrator I thoroughly enjoy. One that delivers inflection, change of tone between characters, and emotion. He's not just reading the book, he's telling a story. He did this book justice! So I can without a doubt recommend the audio for this one as well. Thirteen was so expertly executed that I am 100% satisfied as a reader. I blew through this in less than 24 hours. I just couldn't stop. It works perfect as a standalone, although, having read the earlier novels, who knows maybe I would have given it 10 stars (if that was a thing). #requiredreading