In less than nine days, terror crosses the border…
Hiking in Arizona, biochemist Emma Caldridge inadvertently interrupts the operations of dangerous traffickers in human cargo–and is chased south in the arms of millionaire drug merchants. Suddenly a prisoner of Mexico’s most feared cartel, Emma makes a shocking discovery in the marijuana fields out Ciudad Juarez: plants rotting with a flesh-eating toxin that causes a truly horrible death within nine days of exposure. And there is no antidote.
The cartel believes that U.S. agents contaminated the plants, and, determined to make their enemy pay, they prepare to send their lethal product across America. Emma Caldridge searches desperately for a cure, but time is running out more quickly than she anticipated. For Emma herself has become infected–and, barring a miracle, she will die before the terrible dawning of The Ninth Day.
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I have to admit, Jamie Freveletti is a new favorite author of mine. Her publicist sent her to me to interview on my show, so I dived into the book the day before, and couldn’t put it down. it is a page-turner that introduces you to delightful, as well as decidedly insane and evil, characters. As Emma races to find the cure, we find that she is something a little more than a mere biochemist. In fact, she is one tough lady who happens to also be a marathon runner. That does come in handy, in case you’re wondering.
The Ninth Day is Freveletti’s third novel, and the third book with Emma Caldridge as the main character. Okay, I’ll ‘fess up. I had to go pick up Running with the Devil and Running Dark after reading The Ninth Day. Freveletti is just that good.
Jamie is, indeed, one of the top thriller writers out there today. I have to agree with Steve Berry on that. And it appears Steve and I are not the only two to think that, because the Estate of Robert Ludlum tapped Jamie to write the next book in the Covert One series.
Jamie Freveletti will be a permanent addition to my home library, which, of course, leaves my husband wondering if he’s going to have to build a building to hold all the books I have. I can’t help it, it’s a compulsive thing. Luckily for all of us in the house, I’ve learned to never walk into a bookstore without looking for a specific title. In and out as quickly I can, or we’d have to move out of the house.