Jude Erickson isn’t a psychopath, no matter what his mother might think. But juggling senior year, varsity football, and prophetic nightmares isn’t easy. When he dreams of the brutal murder of private school cheerleader Hanna Smith, Jude knows he must save her. Things go wrong when Hanna catches Jude in her home and the killer escapes. Now, they must discover who wants Hanna dead. Because Jude’s vision was clear on one thing, a life for a life is the only way—and someone must die. RIVERDALE meets I HUNT KILLERS
On August ninth at one thirty-two in the morning, Hanna Smith is going to die.
Thirteen days. That’s all she has.
It’s all I have, too.
She stands less than a hundred yards from me, texting in front of Markle’s, a designer jeans store. Two bags stuffed with clothes hang from the crook of her left arm, a huge purse on her right.
She’s in workout clothes, and her long blonde hair is pulled back in a ponytail. She’s seventeen and goes to Miller’s Chapel. I go to Bedford with the rest of the public-school kids.
It’s Saturday afternoon and the mall is packed-out. People swarm around me as I sit on a bench in the middle of the promenade. Somewhere a baby is crying, has been for a while.
I feel the kid’s pain. This whole thing feels wrong, but Dad says it’s important, so here I am, trying to be cool. But I’m not cool. I’ve never been cool.
I lean back and take a second to really look at Hanna. She’s oblivious, hammering away at her phone with her thumbs.
In thirteen short days, Hanna Smith is going to die… but only if I don’t save her first.