ONE
Paris
Day One
7:35 P.M.
SHE WAS LAUGHING, Jack Millet thought, enraged. Even as Jane MacGuire had left the sidewalk café, a lingering smile had remained on her lips.
He had to smother the anger, remind himself that she would not be laughing for very long.
Eight days, bitch. Just eight more days, and I’ll send you to rot in hell.
He had watched her sitting there in the café, staring out at the Seine, and the seething anger had been building steadily within him. She had no right to look that serene and content.
Liar.
Blasphemer.
He started after her, careful not to get close enough for her to know she was being followed. He knew where she was going. The Denarve Art Gallery was only two blocks away and tonight they were exhibiting Jane MacGuire’s paintings and would probably be heaping praise on her.
Blind. They couldn’t see the ugliness of the atrocity she had committed.
She moved lithely, gracefully, her red-brown hair shining as the sunlight burnished it. Everything about her shouted that she was young and vibrantly alive.
And that enraged him, too.
Dead. You should be dead. You should be burning in Hell.
Eight days. But he wanted it to happen now. It was a deep hunger that wouldn’t go away.
But if he could hurt her, it would help him to wait for that final glory. If he could rip and tear at her and destroy everything she valued and loved, he might be able to keep himself under control.
Take her, torture her, and make her scream with agony.
But he had to do it himself. He could order help in the taking, perhaps Folard, but after that, he couldn’t trust his brothers to be able to stop themselves from killing her before her time. Their souls weren’t as strong as his had become through all the years of service to the Offering.
She was quickening her steps as she approached the gallery.
The sun was going down, and the rays of the setting sun were causing her hair to blaze with fiery highlights.
Blaze. Scald. Burn. Suffer.
Yes, fire is an exquisite weapon. Knives. Scalpels. Whips. There are so many ways to hurt you, Jane MacGuire.
I know them all.
MALEVOLENCE.
Overwhelming malice.
Jane stopped, stiffening, as her hand reached out to open the carved oak door of the Denarve Gallery.
For an instant she couldn’t breathe, and she instinctively glanced back over her shoulder at the street behind her.
Nothing. A peaceful Parisian street on a beautiful spring day.
No threat.
Imagination. A trick of the mind. Maybe a little nervous reaction because of the show tonight?
But she didn’t usually have nerves.
She glanced over her shoulder again.
Nothing.
Imagination.
She pulled open the carved oak door and went into the gallery.
From: EIGHT DAYS TO LIVE by Iris Johansen copyright © 2010 by the author and reprinted by permission of St. Martin’s Press, LLC
Forensic sculptor Eve Duncan could never have imagined the nightmare that engulfs her adopted daughter, Jane, when the young artist decides to display a particular painting in a Parisian gallery. It is a chilling portrait based on a disturbing vision Jane has seen only in her dreams and, for reasons she cannot name, she calls it “Guilt.” Now, the members of a cult, a maniacal group that dates back to biblical times, believe Jane has blasphemed. They make it stunningly clear that, to repent, she must make the ultimate sacrifice; they will come for her in eight days.
Desperate to stop the madness, Jane turns to Seth Caleb. Besides his ability to read her thoughts, they connect in other ways that make her weak with longing…and something more she cannot express. But for now Seth turns his uncanny abilities to the urgent matter at hand and discovers the existence of a cache of ancient coins that could buy Jane’s freedom—if they can be found….
Iris Johansen’s Eight Days to Live is relentlessly thrilling as Eve enters the drama, realizing that with this elusive bounty—and Jane’s demise—the cult will be unstoppable. Can she rescue her daughter before time runs out?
Hardcover: 304 pages
Publisher: St. Martins Press, LLC ( April 20, 2010 )
Item #: 65-1937
ISBN: 9780312368159
Product Dimensions: 5.5 x 8.25 x 0.72 inches
Product Weight: 12.0 ounces

What a waste of time! The book is going in the trash. I wouldn't share it with anyone.
Reviewer: Pam S
This book left me wondering what I had missed in between the last book and this book. It seemed there were activities between characters that I never read.
This book did entertain me, but I would prefer to see more of Eva and Joe and less of Jane. I will continue to read Iris' stuff because everyone has a bad day occassionally.
Reviewer: Jami
I have loved all her books, but I too took it back to the library. I couldn't even get half way through it. It was terrible and I am glad I got it from the library and didn't spend good money on it!!
Reviewer: Penny
This book was so boring, I gave up reading it and put it on the shelf. Don't waste your money.
Reviewer: C.w.
this book was so boring I couldn't finish reading it. I've never read a book by this author maybe she has better books. I would try to finish this book and be so bored I would fall asleep.
Reviewer: karen