The year 2060 is drawing to a close in New York City and loved ones are coming together for Thanksgiving. But sometimes the deepest hatreds seethe within the closest relationships, and blood flows faster than water ...
Lieutenant Eve Dallas has plenty to be grateful for this season.... read more
Sarah Reinhold came to the unfortunate conclusion that her son, although bright, was a lazy bum who constantly blamed everyone but himself for his problems. She & her husband, as well as his former girlfriend, had given him chance after chance. Now that he was 26, living at home after his... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
Sarah Reinhold came to the unfortunate conclusion that her son, although bright, was a lazy bum who constantly blamed everyone but himself for his problems. She & her husband, as well as his former girlfriend, had given him chance after chance. Now that he was 26, living at home after his girl friend has thrown him out and not actively seeking work, they had decided he had to leave at the beginning of the next month. As she was making him a sandwich, she gave him the bad news. He picked up the knife and stabbed her--again and again with more and more force. And he liked it. He had never shown any signs of this joy for killing; he never tortured or killed small animals or beat up on small children. This was a side of him that no one--even his close friends--had seen coming. Nor did his father, who was greeted by a baseball bat to the head several hours later when he came home. Jerry didn't leave right away. He stayed in the house plotting and planning and getting everything of value to sell for money to live on. Then he left.
Lt. Eve Dallas has just learned that she will receive the Medal of Honor, the highest award, and has been offered a captaincy. Because she wants to remain an active detective and solve crimes, she refuses the captaincy but cannot refuse the medal--and there will also be one for Roarke, the highest civilian award. But she and her partner Detective Delia Peabody have a double murder to solve. Solving the murder is easy. Catching the criminal is not. Can they catch him before he kills again? And if not, whom will he set his sights on? His ex-girl friend, who he feels betrayed him? Someone from his childhood or teen years? How high will the final body count be?
D. Bell - September 19, 2013 from Amazon reviews.
“The presentation is scheduled for this coming Wednesday, at fourteen hundred. I’ve been given the nod to so inform you. I’m proud to do so.” “Thank you, Commander.” Actually, the idea left her tight in the chest with a snagged-up combination of pride, gratitude, and outright embarrassment. “I don’t want to seem ungrateful. I’m very grateful. But is it possible to keep this …” “Low-key, quiet, small, and relatively private?” Hope struggled to bloom through the snags. “Any of that?” His lips curved. “Absolutely not. Suck that up, Dallas." And quietly died. “Yes, sir.””Whitney and Eve
“It’s a tough break, but you wear what you sew—if you know how to sew anyway.” It took him a moment, then he just laughed again—and there went the rest of the dregs. “That’s reap what you sow—as in harvest what you plant.” “If you go around sewing something, you’re going to have to wear it. So?” She lifted her shoulders. “So,” he repeated. “You’re right. They sewed, or sowed, wore or reaped. And now they’re out in a damn fallow field wearing something that fits ill. And apparently that settles my stuff, so thanks for that.”Eve and Roarke