The Vampire of New YorkPenguin, 2008/01/02 - 368 ページ Enoch Bale stalked the streets of New York centuries ago. While he is both dead and forgotten . . . he isn’t gone. When archaeologist Carrie Norton discovers the remains of a murder victim from the Civil War era at an historic New York site, Detective Max Slattery begins to piece together parallels to a much more modern string of vicious slayings. Now, what once seemed urban legend becomes alarmingly real as Carrie and Max bring a centuries-old conspiracy between both the living and the dead out of the shadows. As their lives are put at risk, the duo soon realize it’s a conspiracy that has yet to claim its final victims. Who will be next? |
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... heavy end of the walking stick in a vicious arc, the brass wolf's head striking the tall man in the heart, doubling him over in pain. Something dropped from the man's hand. A pistol. The Vampyr kicked it away with a booted foot and ...
... heavy end of the walking stick in a vicious arc, the brass wolf's head striking the tall man in the heart, doubling him over in pain. Something dropped from the man's hand. A pistol. The Vampyr kicked it away with a booted foot and ...
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... heavy, concealing fog of a type all too common for that bleak and lonely part of the world. The sun, almost directly overhead, was nothing more than a dull copper disk casting little light and no shadow. The world was a flat gray ...
... heavy, concealing fog of a type all too common for that bleak and lonely part of the world. The sun, almost directly overhead, was nothing more than a dull copper disk casting little light and no shadow. The world was a flat gray ...
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... heavy swell. Above him the fog had partially lifted in the cold night air and he could see a sliver of the risen moon. Far ahead of him he could just make out a distant phosphorescent line where the swell broke on the face of a sloping ...
... heavy swell. Above him the fog had partially lifted in the cold night air and he could see a sliver of the risen moon. Far ahead of him he could just make out a distant phosphorescent line where the swell broke on the face of a sloping ...
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... heavy with a rich combination of smells made up mostly of a hundred thousand tons of horse manure, coal smoke from ten thousand stoves and the animal odors and rich, thick blood of the Hell's Kitchen slaughterhouses. Over all of this ...
... heavy with a rich combination of smells made up mostly of a hundred thousand tons of horse manure, coal smoke from ten thousand stoves and the animal odors and rich, thick blood of the Hell's Kitchen slaughterhouses. Over all of this ...
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... heavy string or a leather thong. “He looks black but he's got red hair like an Irishman,” said Max Slattery, standing beside Carrie. “How's that possible?” He looked across the table at Dr. Harold Potter, the assistant medical examiner ...
... heavy string or a leather thong. “He looks black but he's got red hair like an Irishman,” said Max Slattery, standing beside Carrie. “How's that possible?” He looked across the table at Dr. Harold Potter, the assistant medical examiner ...
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CHAPTER 19 | |
CHAPTER 20 | |
CHAPTER 21 | |
CHAPTER 22 | |
CHAPTER 23 | |
CHAPTER 24 | |
CHAPTER 25 | |
CHAPTER 26 | |
CHAPTER 9 | |
CHAPTER 10 | |
CHAPTER 11 | |
CHAPTER 12 | |
CHAPTER 13 | |
CHAPTER 14 | |
CHAPTER 15 | |
CHAPTER 16 | |
CHAPTER 17 | |
CHAPTER 18 | |
CHAPTER 27 | |
CHAPTER 28 | |
CHAPTER 29 | |
CHAPTER 30 | |
CHAPTER 31 | |
CHAPTER 32 | |
CHAPTER 33 | |
CHAPTER 34 | |
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