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008 210525s2022 nyu 000 f eng
010 _a 2021015892
040 _aDLC
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035 _a(OCoLC)1252764012
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042 _apcc
092 _aHART,
_bROB
049 _aNFGA
100 1 _aHart, Rob
_c(Fiction writer),
_eauthor.
245 1 4 _aThe Paradox Hotel :
_ba novel /
_cRob Hart.
250 _aFirst edition.
264 1 _aNew York :
_bBallantine Books,
_c[2022]
300 _a315 pages ;
_c25 cm
336 _atext
_btxt
_2rdacontent
337 _aunmediated
_bn
_2rdamedia
338 _avolume
_bnc
_2rdacarrier
520 _a"A locked-room murder mystery set at a hotel for time travelers--in which a detective must solve an impossible crime before her own grip on reality crumbles--from the author of The Warehouse On any ordinary day, the Fairbanks--affectionately known to its staff as the Paradox Hotel--is packed with ultra-rich tourists dressed for a dozen different time periods, all anxiously waiting to catch their "flights" to the past. And as if that weren't strange enough, proximity to the timeport makes for some odd side effects. The clocks run backwards on occasion, and ghosts sometimes stroll the halls--or so it's whispered. Now, though, half a dozen of the world's most powerful people have arrived for a summit. Or maybe auction's a better word. The prize: no less than control of time-travel technology itself. On top of that, the hotel's snowed in, and the timeline's acting even stranger than usual. Which means nobody's leaving until further notice. And there's a killer on the loose. Or, at least, that's what head of security January Cole suspects. Except the corpse she's found is one that, somehow, only she can see. And the accidents starting to befall their prestigious guests...well, the only way those could be assassination attempts is if the killer's operating invisibly and in plain sight, all at once. Which is surely impossible. And...well, even January's got to admit her credibility's not as strong as it could be. Because her gig here amounts to paid retirement, a pity posting for a former agent whose temporal perceptions have been so scrambled by the effects of timeline radiation that she's not fit for active duty. January's sure her condition is letting her glimpse something others can't. But she also knows her symptoms are getting worse--which means she might not solve this puzzle before she loses her grip on reality altogether"--
_cProvided by publisher.
650 0 _aTime travel
_vFiction.
_94241
650 0 _aHotels
_vFiction.
_955123
650 0 _aMurder
_vFiction.
_91034
655 7 _aTime-travel fiction.
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_935813
655 7 _aDetective and mystery fiction.
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_9464
655 7 _aScience fiction.
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655 7 _aNovels.
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