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The Path of Silence
When Meg Stanton walks out of a convenience store to find a dead man sprawled across the hood of her car, she thinks he's been shot. It's the worst assumption she's ever made in her ten-year career as a cop. Forty-eight hours later, a hotel waiter drops dead while serving the CEO of the third largest national bank. Meg suspects that the victims are links in some kind of scheme…but she has no idea that she is its key element.
Shadow Informant
A serial killer who leaves a roadmap on his victims should be easy to track down…
When Carly is roused in the middle of the night to come to work she knows she'll be heading for a murder scene. After all, she's a homicide detective, it's her job, and she's prepared for everything. Until she arrives in a suburban commuter parking lot where a young lawyer is lying on the ground, a hole in his chest, his organs vaporized, and a topographic map of a metropolitan grid tattooed on his face. A week later victim number two—same first name, same fist-sized hole in his chest, his organs vaporized and wearing another topographic map on his face—points to something more sinister that could lead to a nearby army facility.
The Coffin Trader
When a New York hotel bellhop is found murdered in Lauren's office at a Connecticut college, she can't offer the police any connection between her and the dead man. A week later, she finds a gold bullion bar and two scraps of brittle paper stashed in the staff room fridge. The bullion is stamped with an eagle-and-swastika cross--Hitler's logo. Before surrendering her find to the police, Lauren decides to see a friend at the Metropolitan Museum, to authenticate the gold bar.
Once the museum expert examines the articles he warns that secrets tattooed into patches of human skin that accompany the bullion are deadly--considering who had opted to hide his secrets in such manner. Forty-eight hours later, when her friend dies in a traffic accident, Lauren realizes that someone else than the police wants to recover the articles and she too might have only hours to live.
When Meg Stanton walks out of a convenience store to find a dead man sprawled across the hood of her car, she thinks he's been shot. It's the worst assumption she's ever made in her ten-year career as a cop. Forty-eight hours later, a hotel waiter drops dead while serving the CEO of the third largest national bank. Meg suspects that the victims are links in some kind of scheme…but she has no idea that she is its key element.
Shadow Informant
A serial killer who leaves a roadmap on his victims should be easy to track down…
When Carly is roused in the middle of the night to come to work she knows she'll be heading for a murder scene. After all, she's a homicide detective, it's her job, and she's prepared for everything. Until she arrives in a suburban commuter parking lot where a young lawyer is lying on the ground, a hole in his chest, his organs vaporized, and a topographic map of a metropolitan grid tattooed on his face. A week later victim number two—same first name, same fist-sized hole in his chest, his organs vaporized and wearing another topographic map on his face—points to something more sinister that could lead to a nearby army facility.
The Coffin Trader
When a New York hotel bellhop is found murdered in Lauren's office at a Connecticut college, she can't offer the police any connection between her and the dead man. A week later, she finds a gold bullion bar and two scraps of brittle paper stashed in the staff room fridge. The bullion is stamped with an eagle-and-swastika cross--Hitler's logo. Before surrendering her find to the police, Lauren decides to see a friend at the Metropolitan Museum, to authenticate the gold bar.
Once the museum expert examines the articles he warns that secrets tattooed into patches of human skin that accompany the bullion are deadly--considering who had opted to hide his secrets in such manner. Forty-eight hours later, when her friend dies in a traffic accident, Lauren realizes that someone else than the police wants to recover the articles and she too might have only hours to live.
