FREE TRACE EVIDENCE: A VIRALS SHORT STORY COLLECTION PDF Kathy Reichs | 304 pages | 28 Jan 2016 | Cornerstone | 9781784752392 | English | London, United Kingdom Trace Evidence: A Virals Short Story Collection Synopsis: Fans of the Virals series will be thrilled with this companion volume that includes three short stories originally published as eSpecials as well as an all-new, never-before-seen Virals adventure! Terminal finds Tory Brennan and the rest of the Morris Island gang tracking a pack of rogue Virals who call themselves the Trinity. In the riveting conclusion to the Virals series, Tory and the others are nearing an impossible choice—and the ultimate showdown. And worse is yet to come: It seems that a secret government agency is tracking both packs down, fully intent on Trace Evidence: A Virals Short Story Collection them and learning all their secrets…even if that means subjecting them to invasive surgery. But worst of all, their own independent research tells them the virus has changed their cellular makeup and may even threaten their lives. This series conclusion has all the ingredients that made the first four installments so easy to read: solid character development, a viable plot incorporating both teenage angst and teenage adventure, and high stakes readers can believe in. A worthy coda to a gripping multivolume adventure. But the gang has other problems to face. Their powers are growing wilder, and becoming harder to control. Chance Claybourne is investigating the disastrous medical experiment that twisted their DNA. The bonds that unite them are weakening, threatening the future of the pack itself. The Virals must decipher the clues and track down a ruthless Trace Evidence: A Virals Short Story Collection before he strikes again, all while protecting their secret from prying eyes. And everyone seems to be watching. Oddities in their powers—surging and blinking at the worst possible moments—keep them Trace Evidence: A Virals Short Story Collection their toes as they investigate the kidnapping of three Charleston, South Carolina, prep school classmates. The low country atmosphere of historical homes, sand dunes, and magnolia-lined lanes adds great atmosphere, while a twist at the end offers a new plot thread begging to be expanded. Fans will eagerly await the next installment. Synopsis: Tory Brennan, the great-niece of Dr. Tempe Brennan, and the Virals return for a third thrilling adventure on Loggerhead Island. The Virals are put to the ultimate test when they find a geocache containing an ornate puzzle box. A second, greater geocache is within reach — if Trace Evidence: A Virals Short Story Collection Virals are up to Trace Evidence: A Virals Short Story Collection challenge. But the hunt takes a dark turn when Tory locates the other box — a fake bomb, along with a sinister proposal from The Gamemaster. Now, the real game has begun: another bomb is out there — a real one — and the clock is ticking. But now the very place that brought them together — the Loggerhead Island Research Institute — is out of funding Trace Evidence: A Virals Short Story Collection will have to shut down. That is, unless the Virals can figure out a way to save it! When the group rescues a dog caged for medical testing on a nearby island, they are exposed to an experimental strain of canine parvovirus that changes their lives forever. The pack is back on the prowl in this Virals adventure set after the events of Terminal. She expected to resolve last- minute wardrobe emergencies or venue issues but wherever the Virals go nefarious adversaries follow. Tory and her friends will need to stop a clever saboteur dead set on ruining the big day, whatever the cost. Just in time for the release of the final book in the Virals quintet comes a riveting short story that takes us back to the beginning. A dazed Tory Brennan steps off the plane in Charleston. Reeling from the recent death of her mother, and nervous about meeting her dad for the first time, she could hardly be less excited at the prospect of starting this new chapter of her life. But her worries begin to fade once she lays eyes on rugged, mysterious Morris Island, and three quirky boys who are as lively and curious as Tory herself. Maybe—just maybe—this new home has something wonderful in store for her after all. In this glimpse into the world of the Virals before they became Virals, sometimes what seems like an ending is only the start. But while Tory and the Virals are taking in the legendary convention in all its nerdy glory, a priceless Terminator robot is stolen from the crowded exhibition hall. When the bot-napper threatens to destroy it unless a hefty ransom is paid, Tory leaps at the chance to help her Aunt Tempe with the investigation. Subtle clues lead the Virals into all the weirdness that Comic-Con has to offer — strange costumes, ferocious mock battles, and fanboy geekdom beyond their wildest dreams — but the Terminator seems to have vanished without a trace, and the clock is ticking. As a renowned Trace Evidence: A Virals Short Story Collection anthropologist, Tempe is obviously qualified to figure out whodunit, but Tory and her Virals pack want to crack the case on their own. Yet the crime is puzzling. Who could have accessed the labs at LIRI, and how could they have gotten the equipment off the island? Brennan in this short story that gives readers a brand new insight into the world of the Virals. Toggle navigation. The Virals Series. Published Mar. They are Virals. Published Nov. SHOCK Synopsis: Just in time for the release of the final book in the Virals quintet comes a riveting short story that takes us back to the beginning. Published Feb. Published Dec. Trace Evidence: A Virals Short Story Collection (Kathy Reichs) » Read Online Free Books Copyright fuels creativity, encourages diverse voices, promotes free speech, and creates a vibrant culture. Thank you for buying an authorized edition of this book and for complying with copyright laws by not reproducing, scanning, or distributing any part of it in any form without permission. You are supporting writers and allowing Penguin to continue to publish books for every reader. Thanks for taking this ride with us! You know who you are! You guys made it all possible. Many thanks! I stood outside Trace Evidence: A Virals Short Story Collection the curb, waiting. Sweating, actually. And stood there. Twenty minutes and counting. Unpacking our winter hats and gloves. 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Complete strangers nodded as they strolled past me, smiling, in no particular hurry. Some even said hello. That stuff could get you punched in the face. Even the name sounded exotic to me. What did I know about the South? Rhode Island that one summer when I was twelve. Familiar, normal New England locales, not so different from my central Massachusetts home. But this place? I felt like I needed a passport. Westborough seemed a million miles away. Calm down. You can do this. The silent Trace Evidence: A Virals Short Story Collection talk did nothing to ease my nerves. I was about to meet my father for the first time, face-to-face. A person Mom never told me about—not even his name—in all the years we spent together. We had spoken over FaceTime, sure. Honestly, he was the only realistic Trace Evidence: A Virals Short Story Collection. Other than my great-aunt Temperance Brennan. The Fates had decreed that Kit Howard would parent me through my high school years. So now I had a dad. I guess. Only four years until college. That got me thinking about Mom again—the car accident, the doorbell, the sad-eyed police officer—but I shoved the raw memories away. After two weeks of mourning, I was desperate for a reprieve. My tears were spent. Another gaggle of passengers exited the airport. They all seemed to have rides waiting. Where was this new father of mine? How can you be late to pick up your long-lost daughter? As if in answer, a mud-streaked Mini Cooper raced around the corner. Tires screeched as the tiny car slowed, then lurched forward, cutting across two lanes to halt directly before me. I mean, Tory? Tory Brennan? Which he kinda had. I understood. There was no script for this scenario. So we stared at each other. Behind him, a shuttle bus roared toward the exit. Spotting my bags, Kit shot forward. But he moved too fast, whacking his knee on the fender as he rounded the vehicle. Kit grabbed his leg, flushing beet red.