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Product Description In the third book in the New York Times bestselling Paladin Prophecy series, Twin Peaks co-creator Mark Frost delivers thrilling mystery and electrifying suspense—it is compelling to the very last page. Will West is playing a dangerous game. Months after uncovering the Paladin Prophecy plot to destroy all of humankind, Will continues to work with the mastermind behind the project—none other than his own grandfather, Franklin Greenwood. Will cooperates in order to keep his friends safe. But are they really secure in the hands of a madman? Under constant surveillance, Will and his friends secretly devise a plan to defeat his grandfather and the sinister Knights of Charlemagne. The team must enter the Never-Was, a hellish land beyond our own, and find an elusive group of supernatural beings called the Hierarchy. But as the battle approaches, the alliance uncovers old secrets that threaten to tear them apart. Can they protect Earth from the demons beyond? Or will a rogue player destroy them and the world they live in? Praise for the Paladin Prophecy series “Wonderfully inventive.” —Chris Columbus, director of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone “Heart-pounding. . . . Breakneck pace.” — The New York Times “ Nonstop action and a richly layered plot.” — Booklist About the Author MARK FROST partnered with David Lynch to create and produce the groundbreaking television series Twin Peaks. He has written screenplays, including Fantastic Four, and is the New York Times bestselling author of eight adult books, including The List of Seven, The Second Objective, The Greatest Game Ever Played, and The Match. To learn more, visit ByMarkFrost.com. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. ONE WILL’S RULES FOR LIVING #1: IF YOU REALLY WANT TO KEEP A SECRET, DON’T TELL ANYBODY. “Have you ever tasted champagne, Will?” “Can’t say that I have, no, sir.” Franklin Greenwood gestured to his butler, Lemuel Clegg, who directed one of the uniformed staff members standing by with an open bottle toward Will. “Just a splash,” said Franklin, then leaned over toward his grandson, seated to his right, and winked. “It’s not as if we don’t have something to celebrate.” “That’s right, sir,” said Will. He watched the crystal liquid swirl around the bottom of his glass as the waiter withdrew the bottle. Will raised his drink, imitating his grandfather, and touched the glass to his. “To the Prophecy,” said Franklin. “To the Prophecy,” said Will. He took a sip and grimaced at the bitter bite of the effervescence. Franklin drained his glass in one greedy gulp and held it out for more. The nearby staff member holding the bottle rushed to refill it, without appearing to hurry. “I can’t tell you what joy these last few months have brought me, Will. I’ve never wanted anything more than to share with my family the blessings I’ve worked so hard to create. And as you know, for the longest time I’d given up imagining that would ever be possible.” Will nodded sympathetically, forced another small swallow of the frothy swill down his throat, then set down the glass, hoping he could get away with leaving the rest of it untouched. “I feel the same way.” “Will, this time we’ve spent together has meant more to me than I can even begin to express. Your willingness to listen and learn without judging, your positive attitude toward our goals . . .” Franklin leaned over and laid a cold hand on top of Will’s. “But do you know what has been most gratifying for me? The opportunity to bear witness to your burgeoning talents.” “Thank you, sir.” “I can think of no measurable way to assign a value to that. This is a priceless treasure. After so many disappointments in my personal life, I could never have hoped for more.” “For me, too.” Will held his gaze and smiled shyly. “Grandfather?” “Yes, Will.” “You’ve told me that, as we get to know each other, you wanted nothing more than to gain my trust.” “Th