Ted Dekker - Thr3e

Praise for THR3E and
Ted Dekkers Previous Novels

Dekker delivers another page-turner... masterfully takes readers on a ride full of plot twists and turns... a compelling tale of cat and mouse... an almost perfect blend of suspense, mystery and horror.

Publishers Weekly

Three is a rare suspense story that is truly suspenseful, and absolutely impossible to put down! Dekker outdoes the masters of the thriller genre with a plot so compelling, so effective, so full of twists and turns that readers are kept on the edge of their seats right to the last few pages.

BOB LIPARULO
New Man Magazine

Well, well, well, guess what Ive found? A fiction writer with a rare knack for a compelling story, an expansive reservoir of clever ideas, and a unique wit that makes me laugh.

FRANK PERETTI
Best-selling author of This Present Darkness and The Oath

Ted Dekker is clearly one of the most gripping storytellers alive today. He creates plots that keep your heart pounding and palms sweating even after youve finished his books.

JEREMY REYNALDS
Syndicated columnist

Someone recently asked if I would be interested in reading the hottest new fiction writer on the market. I asked who that might that be, expecting a writer along the lines of John Grisham or Stephen King. Instead, I was introduced to Blink, the new novel by Ted Dekker. They were right.... Ted Dekker has caused me to miss some serious sleep the past three nights! Dekker is awesome. I will own everything he writes.

TOM NEWMAN
Film Producer and Founder of Impact Productions

Ted Dekker is the most exciting writer Ive read in a very long time. Blink will expand his fan base tremendously. Wonderful reading... powerful insights. Bravo!

TED BAEHR
President, MOVIEGUIDE Magazine

Cloaked in the mystery of Saudi Arabia, this tale woven by Dekker is compulsively readable. Written with an arresting hybrid of suspense and love, Blink casts a sweeping light on a surreal world where the future is buried by the past. Saudi Arabia was my home for twelve years. Dekker has an uncanny ability to capture the true essence of the worlds most mysterious land in this hauntingly beautiful story. You will be astonished.

JEAN SASSON
New York Times Best-selling Author of
Princess: A True Story of Life Behind the Veil in Saudi Arabia

Ted is a great weaver of stories that are believable yet tinged with the mystery of the unseen.

TIM WAY
Senior Book Buyer, Family Christian Stores

Dekker is an emerging powerhouse among fiction writers. Blink is a thrilling tale that grabs your attention immediately and is near impossible to put down.

LARRY J. LEECH II
Christian Retailing

[Blessed Child is] superbly written and deeply captivating.

CBA Marketplace

... page-turning, action-packed suspense and adventure.

Lifewise Magazine

[Thunder of Heaven is] a real page-turner... scenes read like the best of David Morrell... his description is upsettingly precise.

Booklist

THR3E

TED DEKKER

2003 Ted Dekker

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Scripture quotations used in this book are taken from The Holy Bible, New International Version, 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society. Used by permission of Zondervan Publishing House.

This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Dekker, Ted, 1962

Three / by Ted Dekker.

p. cm.

ISBN 978-0-8499-4372-0 (HC)

ISBN 0-8499-4449-X (IE)

ISBN 1-5955-4137-3 (mass edition)

ISBN 1-5955-4192-6 (SE)

ISBN 978-0-8499-4512-0 (TP)

I. Title.

PS3554.E43T48 2003

813'.6dc21

2003003818

Printed in the United States of America

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Contents

Friday
Noon

T HE OFFICE HAD NO WINDOWS, only electric lanterns to light the hundreds of spines standing in their cherry wood bookcases. A single lawyers lamp spread its yellow hue over the leather-topped desk. The room smelled of linseed oil and musty pages, but to Dr. John Francis it was the scent of knowledge.

Evil is beyond the reach of no man.

But can a man remove himself beyond the reach of evil? Kevin asked.

The dean of academic affairs, Dr. John Francis, gazed over bifocals at the man who sat opposite him and allowed a small smile to nudge his lips. Those blue eyes hid a deep mystery, one that had eluded him since their first meeting three months earlier when Kevin Parson approached him after a philosophy lecture. Theyd struck up a unique friendship that included numerous discussions such as this one.

Kevin sat with his feet flat, hands on knees, eyes piercing and unmoving, hair ruffled despite a compulsive habit of running his fingers through his loose brown curls. Or because of it. The hair was an anomaly; in every other way the man groomed himself perfectly. Clean shaven, fashionably current, pleasantly scentedOld Spice, if the professor guessed right. Kevins ragged hair begged to differ in a bohemian sort of way. Others fiddled with pencils or twirled their fingers or shifted in their seats; Kevin ran his fingers through his hair and tapped his right foot. Not now and then or at appropriate breaks in the conversation, but regularly, to the beat of a hidden drum behind his blue eyes. Some might consider the idiosyncrasies annoying, but Dr. Francis saw them as nothing more than enigmatic clues to Kevins nature. The truthrarely obvious and almost always found in subtleies. In the tapping of feet and the fiddling of fingers and the movement of eyes.

Dr. Francis pushed his black leather chair back from the desk, stood slowly to his feet, and walked to a bookcase filled with the works of the ancient scholars. In many ways he identified with these men as much as he did with the modern man. Put a robe on him and he would look rather like a bearded Socrates, Kevin had once told him. He ran a finger over a bound copy of the Dead Sea Scrolls.

Indeed, Dr. Francis said. Can man step beyond evils reach? I think not. Not in this lifetime.

Then all men are condemned to a life of evil, Kevin said.

Dr. Francis faced him. Kevin watched, unmoving except for his right foot, tapping away. His round blue eyes held steady, stared with the innocence of a childs, probing, magnetic, unabashed. These eyes attracted long stares from the secure and forced the less secure to avert their gaze. Kevin was twenty-eight, but he possessed a strange blend of brilliance and naivet that Dr. Francis could not understand. The full-grown man thirsted for knowledge like a five-year-old. Something to do with a unique rearing in a bizarre home, but Kevin had never been forthcoming.

A lifetime struggle with evil, not a life of evil, Dr. Francis clarified.

And does man simply choose evil, or does he create it? Kevin asked, already many thoughts beyond his initial question. Is evil a force that swims in human blood, struggling to find its way into the heart, or is it an external possibility wanting to be formed?