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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... looked into the twisted wreckage of the building. The air was ripe with the sour smell of wet ash, made worse now by the light rain that had begun to fall even before he left the Jersey shore. The rain had calmed the rioters almost as much.
... looked into the twisted wreckage of the building. The air was ripe with the sour smell of wet ash, made worse now by the light rain that had begun to fall even before he left the Jersey shore. The rain had calmed the rioters almost as much.
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... looked reasonably intact. “Miss Kate?” he called out. There was only cold silence. He stood there uncertain, frowning, every fiber of his being whispering faint warnings, almost willing him to turn and leave. But his feet felt like lead ...
... looked reasonably intact. “Miss Kate?” he called out. There was only cold silence. He stood there uncertain, frowning, every fiber of his being whispering faint warnings, almost willing him to turn and leave. But his feet felt like lead ...
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... looked toward the shore. It would be only a few minutes more until the floating deckhouse broached and they were thrown into the sea, but for the boy it would be an infinity of agony and a drowning death. There was a better way. A ...
... looked toward the shore. It would be only a few minutes more until the floating deckhouse broached and they were thrown into the sea, but for the boy it would be an infinity of agony and a drowning death. There was a better way. A ...
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... looked nervous. “We've got trouble,” he said. “What kind of trouble?” Carrie asked. “We found a body.” “Oh, crap,” said Carrie with a sigh. “That's all I need.” Detective Max Slattery of the NYPD Cold Case Squad looked like Winston ...
... looked nervous. “We've got trouble,” he said. “What kind of trouble?” Carrie asked. “We found a body.” “Oh, crap,” said Carrie with a sigh. “That's all I need.” Detective Max Slattery of the NYPD Cold Case Squad looked like Winston ...
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... looked out the window of her sitting room. On the other side of the avenue called Broadway, two teams were playing at English cricket, one dressed in plain white uniforms, the other wearing jackets of striped brown and gold with ...
... looked out the window of her sitting room. On the other side of the avenue called Broadway, two teams were playing at English cricket, one dressed in plain white uniforms, the other wearing jackets of striped brown and gold with ...
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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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