Jumper: Griffin's Story

Jumper: Griffin's Story

Steven Gould

Language: English

Pages: 286

ISBN: 0765357852

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

What if you could jump? Go anywhere in the world in the blink of an eye? What would you do? Where would you go?

What if you were only five years old?

Griffin O'Connor jumped for the first time in front of a busload of tourists in Oxford; there was no hope of keeping his ability a secret. He was hunted from that day, on the run with his family, and then without them. His only hope is to stay alive and free until he can become the hunter himself.


Jumper is a major motion picture from 20th Century Fox/New Regency Productions, starring Hayden Christensen, Samuel L. Jackson, Diane Lane, and Jamie Bell.

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was very careful to keep Paully MacLand in check. Paully was in fifth grade for the second time and he was almost as tall as Sensei Torres. He'd been doing the karate program since first grade and had a green belt. And he was mean. We were doing two–step kumite partner practice. One person would attack with a punch and the other would block and counterpunch. I was working with Paully and he wasn't interested in the exercise. He was interested in hurting. There was a definite no–contact rule.

was empty. This was their first pickup. I took an assembled bicycle from Wal–Mart that afternoon and filled the tires. The next day, I followed the armored car as it meandered through that neighborhood going to three grocery stores, two jewelry stores, and then the Horton Plaza Mall. It took them multiple trips at the mall, back and forth I made my move when they made their next stop, servicing an ATM at a Henry's Marketplace. Didn't have to move close–I'd seen the inside of the truck the day

I jerked upright and surged to my feet and my vision dimmed. Not sure how much time passed, but I was lying down again, on my back. Someone was holding something over me, which shaded my face from the sun. It was a black umbrella and I could see the sun shining through the black cloth and the spokes, spotted with rust. The hand holding it was thin and wrinkled. I followed the arm to a woman with jet black hair, wrinkled brown skin, and dark eyes like still pools of night. She saw me watching

renal artery is very big. Only immediate attention in a trauma center could have saved you. Your attacker must've been a very desperate man." I blinked. "I'm not feeling much." "Oh, you will. You'll need something for the pain. I'll write you a script." "And the stitches?" "Ten days. The internal ones will dissolve–don't worry about them." "Okay." "If there is redness or discharge or swelling, get to a hospital." "Okay. How much do I owe you?" "You don't have insurance?" "No." He told

"They have your parents." I didn't ask it–I said it. She dropped to her knees. "They killed my father. They cut his fucking throat right in front of me! And then they put the knife against my mother's neck!" "Oh, God. I'm so sorry." I got up and walked over to her but she shoved me away. She kicked at me and clawed and I stepped back, then dropped down and sat on my heels. "How did they find you? Was it me? Did they track some of my jumps in Trenton?" She was lying on her side, curled in. "He

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