A String of Beads

A String of Beads

by Thomas Perry


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From the New York Times bestselling author Thomas Perry, A String of Beads is an addictive, brilliantly suspenseful novel featuring rescue artist Jane Whitefield, who has spent two decades protecting innocent victims on the run.

A year after getting shot on a job that took a dangerous turn, Jane has settled into the quiet life of a suburban housewife in Amherst, New York—or so she thinks. One morning, coming back from a long run, Jane is met by an unusual sight: the female leaders of the eight Seneca clans parked in her driveway in two black cars. They have come to her with an unusual request. Jane’s childhood friend from the reservation is wanted by the police for the murder of a local white man, and he has fled. The clan mothers believe that Jane is the only one who can find him. So Jane sets out to retrace a journey she took with Jimmy when they were fourteen years old, and soon realizes that the police aren’t the only ones after her childhood friend. As the chase intensifies, the number of people caught up in this deadly plot grows, and Jane is the only one who can protect those endangered by it.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780802124449
Publisher: Grove/Atlantic, Inc.
Publication date: 12/15/2015
Series: The Jane Whitefield Series , #2
Pages: 400
Sales rank: 171,274
Product dimensions: 5.40(w) x 8.20(h) x 1.10(d)

About the Author

Thomas Perry is the bestselling author of over twenty novels, including the Edgar Award-winning The Butcher's Boy, Poison Flower, and The Boyfriend. His first Jane Whitefield novel, Vanishing Act, was named one of the 100 favorite mysteries of the twentieth century by the Independent Mystery Booksellers Association. He lives in Southern California.

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Jane drove south to the mechanic’s shop that was owned by the Snows. She pulled close to the garage
doorway, got out, and walked to the front of her car.


Jane turned her head and saw a dark-skinned man about her age wearing blue work pants, steel-toed boots, and a gray work shirt with an embroidered patch above the pocket that said RAY. Jane stepped up and hugged him. “It’s great to see you, Ray. I was afraid you would be on vacation or something.”

“No, the guys who work for me get vacations. I’m always here, like the doorknob. Got a car problem?”

“I wondered if you could do the scheduled maintenance on my car—you know, oil, filter, lube, check and replace belts and hoses—and then keep it here safe for at least a week or so.”

“I’d be glad to. You staying around here?”

“I thought I’d go on a hike, like we used to when we were kids.”

Ray Snow’s brows knitted. “You trying to find Jimmy?”

Jane looked around to see if anyone else was in earshot. She smiled and said, “Not me. That’s the police’s job. I wouldn’t want to get involved.”

“Well, that’s good. A person would have to be stupid to do that.” He whispered, “Give him my regards.”

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