On a chilly February night, during a screening of Psycho in midtown, someone sunk an ice pick into the back of Chanel Rylan's neck, then disappeared quietly into the crowds of drunks and tourists in Times Square. To Chanel's best friend, who had just slipped out of the theater for a moment to take a call, it felt as unreal as the ancient black-and-white movie up on the screen.
But Chanel's blood ran red, and her death was anything but fictional. Then, as Eve Dallas puzzles over a homicide that seems carefully planned and yet oddly personal, she receives a tip from an unexpected source: an author of police thrillers who recognizes the crime--from the pages of her own book.
Robb PDF Ebook. Pediatrician Kent Abner received the package on a beautiful April morning. Inside was a cheap trinket, a golden egg that could be opened into two halves. When he pried it apart, highly toxic airborne fumes entered his body—and killed him. Not every victim Eve encounters is an angel, but it seems that Abner came pretty close—though he did ruffle some feathers over the years by taking stands for the weak and defenseless.
And Roarke walked in. The wind followed him, tossing his black-as-midnight hair around that remarkable warrior-poet face. His perfectly sculpted mouth curved, those wild blue eyes smiled at her. Five damn minutes home, and I caught one. DB at a vid palace in Times Square. And as she wrapped her scarf around her neck, he left the door open to the cold. He caught her face in his hands, kissed her—taking his time with it, despite the cold wind and the call of duty. Eve stood alone in the theater, having already taken the report of the first officer on scene.
She studied the blood on the back of the chair—first in from the aisle—and the smeared drops helpful civilians had stepped in when moving the body. No marriages, no offspring, no current cohab. Prepared to turn the body, Eve looked up and over at the familiar clomp, and watched her partner start down the slanted aisle.
Peabody wore a matching cap over a flip of dark hair. I want to turn her. Peabody stripped off her outdoor gear, sealed up. McNab offered to come with, but I told him to eat, and take mine to go.
Not a flat blade. Stiletto maybe, or an ice pick. Hand me microgoggles. Eve fit them on, her eyes huge and whiskey brown behind the lenses as she leaned over. The book was published in multiple languages including English, consists of pages and is available in ebook format. The main characters of this mystery, romance story are ,. The book has been awarded with , and many others. Please note that the tricks or techniques listed in this pdf are either fictional or claimed to work by its creator.
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