Tuesday, December 19, 2023

Spotlight of The Vacation by John Marrs


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THE VACATION
 JOHN MARRS
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ALL INFORMATION IN THIS POST IS COURTESY OF JUSTINE SHA | PUBLICITY MANAGER - PARK ROW BOOKS, HANOVER SQUARE PRESS, MIRA BOOKS, GRAYDON HOUSE, INKYARD PRESS.
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December 19, 2023
Hanover Square Press 

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PRAISE FOR THE VACATION:

“Intricate and captivating, this fractured crime saga will hook readers from start to finish.”Publishers Weekly

"[T]he writing is superb, the characters beautifully drawn, and the story subtle and constantly surprising.”
Booklist--This text refers to the paperback edition.
 
"Marrs is brilliant at twists."- Peter James, International Best-selling author of Dead If You Don't 

"John Marr's creative, high-concept thrillers never fail to keep me furiously turning the pages." - Sarah Pearse , author of The Retreat

"One of the most exciting original thriller writers." - Simon Kernick, author of Good Cop Bad Cop
 
**PRAISE TAKEN FROM 
BOOK'S AMAZON PAGE** 

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ABOUT THE VACATION:

How far would you run to escape your past?

Venice Beach, Los Angeles. A paradise on earth. Tourists flock to the golden coast and the promise of Hollywood. But for eight strangers at a beach-front hostel, there is far more on their minds than an extended vacation. All of them are running from something. And they all have secrets they’d kill to keep…

This holiday-set read is a compulsive and addictive thriller, perfect for fans of T.M. Logan.

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EXCERPT OF THE VACATION:

PROLOGUE


Venice Beach, Los Angeles 


    “That’s her,” the driver yelled to the three men waiting in the rear of the transit van. 

    He pointed a gloved finger in the direction of a slender woman walking along the sidewalk up ahead. 

    “You sure?” a gruff voice asked. “It’s pretty dark out there.”

    The driver was very sure. He’d watched carefully as his target walked with purpose in her high heels. He recalled her appearance an hour earlier as she made her way up a stainless-steel pole before slowly, seductively descending.

    “Yeah, man,” he replied. “You don’t forget a pretty little ass like that in a hurry, even from this distance.”

    He was confident their mark was completely oblivious to her impending fate. She stopped suddenly, searching for something that was seemingly wedged in her clutch bag; the streetlamps and neon shop signs illuminated the glitter in her hair. The driver lifted his foot slightly from the accelerator and dipped the headlights as he continued to stalk his prey. Meanwhile, his colleagues slipped black balaclavas over their heads and adjusted their bodies into position—one knelt with his hand gripping the door lever, ready to open it on command; another held plastic restraints, and the third clasped a hunting knife with a serrated blade.

    “Ready?” the driver asked. They grunted in unison. 

    The van sped up, but not so fast as to throw the hunters from the positions they’d rehearsed earlier that day. Then, as it pulled up alongside the woman, the door flew open and the first of her assailants sprang out.

    The man with the restraints was the first to reel backward into the vehicle as a bullet from her revolver tore its way through his shoulder blade, taking fragments of collarbone with it. 

    For a split second, the flash from the gun’s muzzle illuminated the van’s interior as she pinpointed two more would-be assailants poised to drag her inside. Twice more she pulled the trigger; twice more she heard the men screaming. The driver remained rooted to his seat, baffled by how off-kilter their mission had suddenly gone. They had been so confident of its success that there was no Plan B.

    “Go, man, go!” yelled a desperate voice as another bullet found its target. 

    Tires squealed as the van lurched forward, veering across the median and then crisscrossing back toward the sidewalk. 

    A combination of adrenaline and fury propelled the woman to kick off her heels and run after it, firing twice more and shattering its rear windshield. The vehicle clipped an LA Times newsstand, hurling newspapers into the air; they fell like large chunks of confetti.

    She fired one last time, but the van had already corrected itself and sped off out of range. Then she watched in horror as that final shot sent a stranger up ahead, carrying a backpack, sprawling face forward onto the pavement. 

    Time froze as the consequences of her last reckless bullet resonated. 

    She had just killed an innocent tourist.

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Excerpted from The Vacation. Copyright © 2023 by John Marrs. Published by Hanover Square Press, an imprint of HarperCollins 
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

PHOTO CREDIT:  Robert Gershinson_Vertical

John Marrs is an author and former journalist based in London and Northamptonshire.

After spending his career interviewing celebrities from the worlds of television, film and music for numerous national newspapers and magazines, he is now a full-time author. 

His books include No1 bestseller and Netflix series The One, The Passengers, award winning What Lies Between Us and The Good Samaritan. 

Follow him at www.johnmarrsauthor.co.uk 

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