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Ghostheart

R. J. Ellory

 

Copyright © Roger Jon Ellory 2004

The moral right of Roger Jon Ellory to be identified as the

author of this work has been asserted by him in accordance

with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act, 1988.

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be

reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted,

in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical,

photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the

prior permission of the copyright owner.

First published in Great Britain in 2004 by Orion Books

an imprint of The Orion Publishing Group

Orion House, 5 Upper St Martin's Lane, London WC2H 9EA

All characters in this publication are fictitious

and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead,

is purely coincidental.

A CIP catalogue record for this book is

available from the British Library

ISBN (hardback) 0 75286 059 3

ISBN (trade paperback) 0 75286 101 8

Typeset at The Spartan Press Ltd,

Lymington, Hants

Printed and bound in Great Britain by

Clays Ltd, St Ives plc

Beyond the writing of a book,

there are those who make it happen.

In this case, the usual suspects are as follows:

My agent, soundboard and co-conspirator, Euan Thorneycroft.

My assistant editor, compadre and text-buddy, Nicky Jeanes.

My editor, my friend, the modest genius, Jon Wood.

And to Robyn Karney, (aka Thelma)

for her balanced eye and faultless precision.

To all those whose words captivated my imagination:

Raymond Chandler

William Carlos Williams

Walt Whitman

Jerzy Kosinski

Rene Lafayette

Anita Shreve

William Gay

Stephen King

Tim O'Brien

and an unnamed hundred more . . .

To my wife and son, constant reminders

of all that makes life worth living.

My surface is myself.

Under which

to witness, youth is

buried. Roots?

Everybody has roots.

William Carlos Williams - 'Paterson'

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-one

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Chapter Twenty-eight

Chapter Twenty-nine

Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty-one

Chapter Thirty-two

Chapter Thirty-three

Chapter Thirty-four

Chapter Thirty-five

Chapter Thirty-six

Chapter Thirty-seven

Chapter Thirty-eight

Chapter Thirty-nine

Chapter Forty

Chapter One

    The sound from the street was bold, bellying up against the breeze like a bright colored streamer, and from the sidewalk vents the smoke and steam crawled like tired ghosts from the subway below. It was early, a little after eight a. m. , and from the boulevards, from the junctions and corners and storefronts, people emerged to meet the world as it surfaced from sleep.

    Manhattan came to life, here on the Upper East Side. Columbia University, Barnard College and Morningside Park, bordered to the west by Hudson River Park, to the east by Central, and then the West nineties and hundreds, roads that skipped out in parallel lines - a mathematician's archipelago. Here was academia - the students and bookshops, the Nicholas Roerich Museum, Grant's Tomb and The Cloisters - and wrapped around it the smell of the Hudson River, the sound of the 79th Street Boat Basin and the Passenger Ship Terminal to the south.