Twelve years ago, Eve Dallas was just a rookie NY cop when her instincts led her to the apartment of Isaac McQueen, a man she discovered to be a sick murderer and pedophile, who was keeping young girls in cages.
Now a homicide Lieutenant, Eve is one of the most distinguished officers in... read more
It was one of Eve Dallas's earliest takedowns, back in her uniform days. A monster named Isaac McQueen had been abducting young victims and leaving them scarred in both mind and body. Thanks to Eve, he wound up where he belonged, removed from civilized society in Rikers. But he's not behind... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
It was one of Eve Dallas's earliest takedowns, back in her uniform days. A monster named Isaac McQueen had been abducting young victims and leaving them scarred in both mind and body. Thanks to Eve, he wound up where he belonged, removed from civilized society in Rikers. But he's not behind bars anymore.
After his escape, McQueen has two things in mind. One is to take up where he left off, preying on the young and innocent - when necessary, with the help of a female partner all too willing to be manipulated and to aid and abet his crimes. His other goal: to get revenge on the woman who stopped him all those years ago, now a high-profile lieutenant in the NYPSD and married to one of the city's richest men.
Commanding Eve's attention with a chilling and brazen crime, McQueen sets off the chase - forcing Eve down a road marked with blood and tears, a road that eventually leads southwest to Dallas, Texas, the home Eve fled long ago. And each new twist brings her closer to the harrowing memory of when she wasn't a hardened detective but a vulnerable girl just like McQueen's innocent prey. As her husband, Roarke, tries to rescue her from the nightmares that claw at her mind, and her partner, Peabody, doggedly works to support her, Eve must confront - and call upon - the darkest parts of her own soul in order to survive.
“Tag! You're it!" "No, I'm not." He grinned, showing a wide gap where, hopefully, his two front teeth would grow in at some point. "We're playing Tag. Who are you?" "I'm the police." "We play Cops' n' Robbers, too. I like being a robber. You can arrest me." "Get back to me in about ten years.”Eve and Chip
“Trust you ," she muttered. "You can, yes.”Roarke to Eve
“I'm a barrel of monkeys, kid, though mostly I figure monkeys stuck in a barrel are just going to be pissed off.”Eve to Darlie
“Look, I'm not ready to sleep yet." "All right. There are other ways to rest, relax, and take a break." "Yeah." She smirked. "You'd think that." "Sex, sex, and more sex. And you wonder why I married you.”Eve and Roarke
“I can undress myself." "There you are, denying me my small pleasures.”Eve and Roarke
“When she brought Mira up, Eve gave Roarke another glance. "Don't talk to him," she warned. "He can get bitchy when he's in this deep. I don't know if we have any of that tea stuff.""I had it stocked, and I don't get bitchy. Bloody, buggering hell."Eve just rolled her eyes and got the tea.”Eve to Mira, Roarke
“No. The board's helpful to me, too." But Mira spoke quietly as Roarke switched to Irish and mutters. "He's devolving." "No, he just gets more Irish when he's frustrated." "Not Roarke." Mira smiled a little...”
“Multiple cashes would be smarter. All the eggs in one basket makes an explosive omelette if broken.”Roarke
“The present is the living sum-total of the whole past.”Thomas Carlyle from inside front page
“Eve. He waited a beat. I once stood in a field in Ireland, alone, a little lost, and wishing for you more then I wished for my next breath. And you came,though I never asked you, you came because you knew I needed you. We don't always do what's right, what's good. Not even for each other. But when it counts, down to the core of it, I believe we do exactly that. What's right and good for each other. There's no rule to that, Eve. It's just love.”Roarke
“It's a sick world, Eve. He resisted taking her hand for another squeeze. A sick, sad world.”Roarke
“Yes, ma'am -sir. Pardon me, Lieutenant, I understand you prefer sir. Ma'am's somebody's tight-assed aunt.”Exchange between Bree Jones and Eve
“Chip Robibins, how many times have I told you not to yell out for me unless you're being stabbed by a pitchfork?”Chip mother
“I'd rather be screwed up with you than smooth with anybody else.”Eve to Roarke
“I even miss Sommerset. If you ever tell him I said that I'll shave your head in your sleep, dress you in pink panties and take vids to see on the internet.”Eve to Roarke and Mira
“Three plates, then. If you can't spoil your cat who can you spoil? But no wine for him. He's a mean drunk.”Eve and Roarke about Galahad
“When I was a kid - after, I mean. When I was in the system, I used to imagine that somebody stole me from my parents. They'd find me,take me home. Somewhere nice with a yard and toys. and they'd be great, perfect. They'd love me. After a while I had to deal with whats real. Nobody was coming for me. There was no house, yard and toys. I did okay and one day I did a whole lot better. I found you.”Roarke to Eve
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