JORDAN QUEST FBI THRILLER SERIES BOXSET 1
INTRUDERS, THE SIN KEEPER, MR. GRIMM
Gary Winston Brown
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A tragic accident brings with it an incredible gift. But is the price too high?
When a young Jordan Quest is discovered lying on the bottom of the pool at her family’s stately mansion she is pulled out of the water and pronounced “vital signs absent” by the attending paramedics.
Unwilling to give up on the girl, Jordan is rushed to the hospital in a desperate attempt to revive her. Teetering on the brink of death, aware of her surroundings but unable to communicate with the trauma team working frantically to save her life, a strange and mysterious presence makes itself known. In that moment, Jordan’s life is changed forever.
She calls it The Gift, and her newly discovered abilities will have a profound influence on the world’s understanding of psychic phenomenon. Hers is now the voice of the dead. And law enforcement is listening.
In helping the authorities locate and bring to justice killers who have long evaded capture, Jordan soon discovers an unsettling truth: Is her astounding ability really a gift? Or is it a curse that brings with it unimaginable consequences.
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Contents
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INTRUDERS
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
THE SIN KEEPER
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 74
Chapter 75
Chapter 76
Chapter 77
Chapter 78
Chapter 79
Chapter 80
Chapter 81
Chapter 82
Chapter 83
Chapter 84
Chapter 85
Chapter 86
Chapter 87
Chapter 88
Chapter 89
Chapter 90
Chapter 91
Chapter 92
Chapter 93
Chapter 94
Chapter 95
Chapter 96
Chapter 97
Chapter 98
Chapter 99
Chapter 100
Chapter 101
Chapter 102
Chapter 103
Chapter 104
Chapter 105
Chapter 106
Chapter 107
Chapter 108
Chapter 109
Chapter 110
Chapter 111
Chapter 112
Chapter 113
Chapter 114
Chapter 115
Chapter 116
Chapter 117
Chapter 118
Chapter 119
Chapter 120
Chapter 121
Chapter 122
Chapter 123
Chapter 124
Chapter 125
MR. GRIMM
Chapter 126
Chapter 127
Chapter 128
Chapter 129
Chapter 130
Chapter 131
Chapter 132
Chapter 133
Chapter 134
Chapter 135
Chapter 136
Chapter 137
Chapter 138
Chapter 139
Chapter 140
Chapter 141
Chapter 142
Chapter 143
Chapter 144
Chapter 145
Chapter 146
Chapter 147
Chapter 148
Chapter 149
Chapter 150
Chapter 151
Chapter 152
Chapter 153
Chapter 154
Chapter 155
Chapter 156
Chapter 157
Chapter 158
Chapter 159
Chapter 160
Chapter 161
Chapter 162
Chapter 163
Chapter 164
Chapter 165
Chapter 166
Chapter 167
Chapter 168
Chapter 169
Chapter 170
Chapter 171
Chapter 172
Chapter 173
Chapter 174
Chapter 175
Chapter 176
Chapter 177
Chapter 178
Chapter 179
Chapter 180
Chapter 181
Chapter 182
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INTRUDERS
Jordan Quest FBI Thriller Series Book 1
“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”
Khalil Gibran
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A renowned psychic medium and missing person’s consultant to police agencies around the world, Jordan looked out at the group of attendees, all members of the American Association of Police Chiefs. She considered her response to the question posed by the man in the white Stetson. It was one she had been asked dozens of times before, yet it never failed to elicit a small degree of anger within her: “With all due respect Ms. Quest, how can you expect us to take you seriously when what you do has absolutely no basis in science?”
The question brought with it an uncomfortable silence that fell hard over the auditorium. Jordan gripped the microphone. Fifteen hundred faces stared back and awaited her response. Why the hell did it always have to be so hard?
“I appreciate your question, Chief?”
“Ballantyne, ma’am. Wayne Ballantyne. Lubbock, Texas.”
“Thank you, Chief Ballantyne. I understand your skepticism. I really do. If I were sitting in the audience right now, I might be skeptical too. You’re correct. What I do has no basis in science. I don’t expect you or anyone else here tonight to believe in me or what I do. That would be an unrealistic expectation. All I can ask of any police agency that reaches out to me for help with their investigation is to agree to suspend their disbelief. If they’re not willing to do that, then I’m not interested in working with them. If that sounds harsh, I don’t care. I’m not concerned about bruising someone’s ego, nor do I see a need to prove myself to anyone. My interest is to bring closure to the family of the victim and help you solve your case. That’s it. My track record speaks for itself. I’ve been involved in over a thousand cases, both missing persons and unsolved homicides since I was twelve years old. I’ve solved one hundred percent of them. So, if that’s not good enough for you or anyone else here there’s only one recommendation I can make.”
“What’s that?” Ballantyne asked.
“Find yourself another girl.”
Jordan’s straightforward response to Chief Ballantyne’s challenging question met with a round of applause from the conventioneers. Jordan raised her hand, called for quiet. Ballantyne glared at her from behind the audience microphone stand. Jordan could tell he wasn’t done with her. It had not been her intention to embarrass him in front of his peers, nor had she. But the senior law enforcement officer’s body language told her he was not about to let his challenge to her abilities go without a rebuttal. She had to deal with Ballantyne quickly.
Before the Chief could speak Jordan directed her closing comments to the crowd.
“Ladies and gentlemen, Chief Ballantyne is right. There is no hard science to support or validate my abilities. Some of you may have seen me on television. Others may have read my books and know my story. But for the benefit of those who don’t let me explain. When I was twelve years old, I struck my head on the diving board of my family’s swimming pool. I was knocked unconscious and drowned. My parents were away on business at the time and I was under the care of our housekeeper, Marissa. I’d been underwater for about thirty minutes when Marissa discovered I was missing. She saw me on the bottom, dove in, pulled me out and called Emergency Services. They began CPR right away and rushed me to the hospital. I died twice while en route. To my knowledge, I’m the only person in history to have survived death-by-drowning for that length of time. The emergency room staff worked on me for thirty minutes. I remember the nurses wrapping me in warm blankets and being surrounded by strange visions and voices. That’s when I received brief glimpses into the lives of those entities. When I woke up on the gurney, I had been stabilized. My abilities became much stronger after that. There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t receive some sort of message or…”
Jordan paused, looked down at the stage, and abruptly disconnected from her conversation with the Chief.
“Ms. Quest…” Ballantyne asked, “are you all right?”
Murmurs rose from the audience.
Jordan didn’t reply. Onstage, the striking brunette appeared to be lost in thought.
The Chief took advantage of the moment. “I’m sure all of us can appreciate the horrific tragedy you endured as a child,” he said. “But as far as your claim of possessing supernatural gifts is concerned…”
Jordan looked up, cut him off mid-sentence. “Chief Ballantyne, who is Becky Landry? And what is the significance of the Orono Station Granary?”
Ballantyne felt as though he had just been punched in the gut.
2
LUBBOCK P.D. LAUNCHED their investigation into the disappearance of the missing teenager reluctantly and only after much debate. For most of the town’s other young residents, the department would have taken immediate action, issued an Amber Alert and pulled out all the stops. But Becky Landry had proven herself to be the exception to the rule. With her birth mother resting in Peaceful Gardens Cemetery and her father on death row awaiting execution for her murder, Becky became a ward of the state. Three families tried to foster her, none successfully. But Becky’s fourth guardians, Joe and Elizabeth Landry, staunchly refused to quit on her. Despite her reputation for being damaged goods, the Landry’s adopted the girl, provided her with a loving home, and tried to raise her to their high standards of morality integrity, self-respect, and citizenship. Unfortunately for Becky, her formative years were spent huddled in life’s darkest corners, seeking shelter from the constant threat of danger. Hiding in the safety of its shadow made her untrusting, anger worn, and as tough as nails. By the tender age of fifteen she’d proven herself too hard to handle. Becky had become so well known to Lubbock Police that even the patient and understanding Landry’s were forced to wash their hands of her. As Joe Landry, a retired apple farmer, once put it after receiving his adopted daughter at their front door from the police officers who drove her home, it had become painfully obvious to him and his wife that in creating the girl her birth father had planted a bad seed in his wife that over the years had destroyed not just the tree but the whole damn orchard that was Becky.
An hour ago, after breaking for lunch, Chief Ballantyne received a call from his office. His officers had found the body of the girl inside a derelict grain processing silo in the neighboring county of Orono Station.
Becky Landry had been brutally raped and murdered.
News of the discovery of Becky’s body had not been shared outside the department. Not even the Landry’s had been informed.
“How the hell could you have possibly known that?” Ballantyne said.
Audience reaction to Chief Ballantyne’s shocked response was swift. Hushed conversation filled the convention hall.
From center stage, in front of the country’s most respected men and women in American law enforcement, Jordan had proven her gift.
“I’m sorry for your loss, Chief,” Jordan said. Ballantyne left the microphone stand. He returned to his table and sat down. “There’s more I can tell you, Chief,” Jordan said. “May I?”
Ballantyne nodded and poured himself a glass of water. He’d have preferred it was scotch.
Jordan walked across the stage. She spoke of the crime scene as it unfolded in her mind.
“There’s no connection between your victim and her killer,” she said. “They don’t know one another.” Jordan placed her hand against her throat and swallowed hard. “He was behind her when he killed her.” She turned, animating her words. “She was garroted.”
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