Find Her Exp

A Novel

Lisa Gardner's runaway New York Times bestseller-a fast-paced thrill ride featuring Detective D. D. Warren.

Seven years ago, carefree college student Flora Dane was kidnapped while on spring break. For 472 days, Flora learned just how much one person can endure.

Miraculously alive after her ordeal, Flora has spent the past five years reacquainting herself with the rhythms of normal life, working with her FBI victim advocate, Samuel Keynes. She has a mother who's never stopped loving her, a brother who is scared of the person she's become, and a bedroom wall covered with photos of other girls who've never made it home.

When Boston detective D. D. Warren is called to the scene of a crime-a dead man and the bound, naked woman who killed him-she learns that Flora has tangled with three other suspects since her return to society. Is Flora a victim or a vigilante? And with her firsthand knowledge of criminal behavior, could she hold the key to rescuing a missing college student whose abduction has rocked Boston? When Flora herself disappears, D.D. realizes a far more sinister predator is out there. One who's determined that this time, Flora Dane will never escape. And now it is all up to D. D. Warren to find her.
Maclean's Fiction Bestseller

Praise for Find Her

"For years Lisa Gardner has been one of the best in the thriller business, but Find Her is something new: taut psychological suspense, an intricate mystery, emotionally devastating, ultimately empowering-a novel that should not be missed."-Harlan Coben

"Lisa Gardner is one of my favorite authors. Her fast-paced and exciting novels twist when you expect a turn and turn when you expect a twist. I cannot recommend her more."-Karin Slaughter

"Lisa Gardner is the master of the psychological thriller...The world of the FBI, the terror of abduction and victim advocates blend into this tense...thriller."-Associated Press

"You'll read Find Her for its adrenaline-charged plot. You'll remember it for its insights into trauma and forgiveness."-Oprah.com

"A psychological thriller both chilling and emotional. Her narrative thrums with heart-pounding scenes and unexpected twists that have you furiously flipping pages."-USA Today Happy Ever After

"Gardner doesn't disappoint...Longtime fans as well as those new to the series...will delight in this suspenseful offering."-Library Journal (starred review)

"The line between mysteries and thrillers and so-called literary fiction has always been a thin one, but contemporary writers like Lisa Gardner make that sort of arbitrary distinction seem especially foolish...Find Her...is a taut, brilliantly constructed look at the same sort of horrific situation that powered Emma Donoghue's Room."-Connecticut Post

"Gardner is known for creating complex, fascinating characters...This is an incredible story."-RT Book Reviews

"When it comes to author Lisa Gardner, the tales she writes are always extreme gems in the literary world, and this is no exception."-Suspense Magazine

More praise for #1 New York Times bestselling author Lisa Gardner

"No one owns this corner of the genre the way Lisa Gardner does."-#1 New York Times bestselling author Lee Child

"Nerve-shattering suspense."-#1 New York Times bestselling author of Tami Hoag

"Lisa Gardner's work has the chills and thrills to excite, and the heart to draw you in."-#1 New York Times bestselling author Sandra Brown

"No one writes this kind of modern horror tale better than Gardner, no one."-The Providence Journal

"Frighteningly real."-People

"From the captivating first sentence to the shocking conclusion, this is addictive reading entertainment at its finest."-Brit & Co
LISA GARDNER is the No.1 New York Times bestselling author of seventeen previous novels, including her most recent, Crash & Burn . Her Detective D. D. Warren novels include Fear Nothing , Catch Me , Love You More , and The Neighbor , which won the International Thriller of the Year Award. She lives with her family in New England.
Lisa Gardner is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of twenty novels, including Look For Me, Right Behind You, Find Her, Crash & Burn, Fear Nothing, Touch & Go, Catch Me, and The Neighbor, which won the International Thriller of the Year Award. She lives with her family in New England.
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  • Chapter 1

    These are the things I didn't know:

    When you first wake up in a dark wooden box, you'll tell yourself this isn't happening. You'll push against the lid, of course. No surprise there. You'll beat at the sides with your fists, pummel your heels against the bottom. You'll bang your head, again and again, even though it hurts. And you'll scream. You'll scream and scream and scream. Snot will run from your nose. Tears will stream from your eyes. Until your screams grow rough, hiccuppy. Then, you'll hear sounds that are strange and sad and pathetic, and you'll understand the box, truly get, hey, I'm trapped in a dark wooden box, when you realize those sounds come from you.

    Pine boxes aren't composed entirely of smooth surfaces. Air holes, for example, can be crudely drilled. When you run your finger around them, when you poke your fingertip into them, desperately seeking . . . something . . . you'll get splinters. You'll chew out the wooden shards best you can. Then you'll suck on your injured digit, lick the blood beading the tip, and make more hurt puppy dog sounds.

    You're alone in the box. It's frightening. Overwhelming. Awful. Mostly because you don't yet understand how much you have to fear.

    You'll get to know the box well, this home away from home. You'll wiggle against it with your shoulders to determine the width. You'll trace the length with your hands, attempt to bring up your feet. Not enough room to bend your knees. Not enough room to roll over. It's exactly your size. As if it's been made just for you. Your very own pine coffin, straining your lower back, bruising your shoulder blades, paining the back of your head.

    One convenience: newspapers lining the bottom. You don't notice this detail in the beginning. Don't understand it once you do. Until the first time you wet yourself. Then spend days lying in your own filth. Like an animal, you'll think. Except most animals are treated better than this.

    Your mouth will grow parched, your lips chapped. You'll start jamming your fingers into those air holes, ripping apart your own skin, just so you have something to taste, swallow, suck. You'll know yourself in a way you've never known yourself before. Broken down. Elemental. The stink of your own urine. The salt of your own blood.

    But you still don't know anything yet.

    When you finally hear footsteps, you won't believe it. You're delirious, you'll tell yourself. You're dreaming. You're a lost, pathetic waste of human skin. A stupid, stupid girl who should've known better and now just look at you. And yet, the sound of a metal lock jangling on the other side of the box wall, inches from your ear . . .

    Maybe you cry again. Or would if you had any moisture left.

    When you first see his face, the man who has done this to you, you're relieved. Happy even. You gaze upon his puffy cheeks, his beady eyes, his gaping mouth, yellow-stained teeth, and you think, thank God. Thank God, thank God, thank God.

    He lets you out of the box. Lifts you up, actually, because your legs don't work, and your muscles lack all strength, and your head lolls. Which makes you giggle. Head lolling. One of those words from English class that never made any sense. But there you have it. Heads loll. Your head lolls.

    God, the smell. Garlic and BO and unwashed clothes and skanky hair. Is it you? Is it him? You gag, helplessly. And that makes him laugh. As he holds up the bottle of water. As he spells out exactly what you'll have to do in order to earn it. He's fat. Old. Disgusting. Repulsive. The unkempt beard, the greasy hair, the ketchup stains splotching the front of his cheap checkered shirt.

    You're supposed to be too good for him. Young, fresh, beautiful. The kind of girl who could have her pick of the litter at a frat party. You have moves. Had moves?

    You cry for your mother. You beg him to let you go as you lie in a crumpled heap at



Einband Taschenbuch
Seitenzahl 400
Erscheinungsdatum 28.06.2016
Sprache Englisch
ISBN 978-1-101-98547-2
Verlag Penguin US
Maße (L/B/H) 17.2/10.8/3.2 cm
Gewicht 190 g
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