In Israel, a man clutching a backpack searches desperately for a boat. In Minnesota, Virgil Flowers gets a message from Lucas Davenport: You're about to get a visitor. It's an Israeli cop, and she's tailing a man who's smuggled out an extraordinary relic-a copper scroll revealing startling details about the man known as King Solomon. Wait a minute, laughs Virgil. Is this one of those Da Vinci Code deals? The secret scroll, the blockbuster revelation, the teams of murderous bad guys? Should I be boning up on my Bible verses? He looks at the cop. She's not laughing. As it turns out, there are very bad men chasing the relic, and they don't care who's in the way or what they have to do to get it. Maybe Virgil should start praying.Praise for John Sandford:'Wry humour, a fully realized lead, and tense atmospherics . . . Sandford effortlessly conjures up the rhythms and personalities of a small town in one of his best outings to date' Publishers Weekly'Crime writer John Sandford is one of the best around' Sun'Tough, engrossing and engaging, Sandford writes superb thrillers' Literary Review'Delivers twists to the very last sentence' Daily Mail 'That rare beast - a series writer who reads like a breath of fresh air' Daily Mirror 'Few do it better than Sandford' Daily Telegraph 'An exciting and superbly elegant demonstration of the intelligent crime writing that has helped John Sandford sell an estimated 33 million books' Guardian
When a whole block is torn down in central Minneapolis to make way for a new housing development, an unpleasant surprise is unearthed. The bodies of two girls, wrapped in plastic, are discovered underneath an old house. It looks like they've been down there a long time. Lucas Davenport knows exactly how long. In 1985, Davenport was a young cop just about to be promoted out of uniform, despite a reputation for playing fast and loose with the rules. A superb undercover guy, he was part of the massive police effort that followed the kidnapping of two girls who were never found again, dead or alive. The searches turned up nothing, so when the suspected kidnapper was killed in a shoot-out, the case was closed. But not for Davenport. He'd gotten deep into the case, and while he was convinced the suspect knew something, he didn't think he was the perpetrator - something just felt off. He argued hard about it to his bosses, but nobody wanted to hear. Until now. With the bodies discovered, the case is dusted off, just to tie a bow around it - but there's something wrong with the evidence. There are indications of tampering. Police tampering. And as Davenport investigates, it becomes clear: It wasn't just the bodies that were buried, but the truth - and there are a lot of people with a very strong stake in that truth never being uncovered.
Kidd's friend Bobby the hacker has disappeared from cyberspace. Kidd sees his dead body on the floor and realises that his laptop is missing when he goes around to Bobby's place. Kidd knows that the laptop was full of incriminating evidence but why would anyone want to kill Bobby?
The first corpse is found on a riverbank. The second in an isolated farmhouse. Both have been savagely beaten, the skin flayed from their bodies, their throats cut. For both victims, there's a DNA match. The killings were meticulously calculated and methodical. To find the answers, Lucas Davenport must track down his key suspect.
Detective Lucas Davenport joins forces with NYPD detective Lucy Rothenburg to solve a series of grisly killings that have terrorized the country, from Minneapolis to New York, following an enigmatic killer whose trail leads to a Native American embodiment of a primal evil known as Shadow Love. Reissue.
Clara Rinker is a nice, soft-spoken Southerner and the best hitwoman in the business. When her boyfriend, son of a Mexican drug lord, is killed, Clara realizes she was the real target. To nail the killer, she will have to disappear. The FBI and DEA draft Lucas Davenport to help track her down.
The discovery of a body in the woods is the catalyst that will propel government researcher Jake Winter to uncover a conspiracy that leads to the White House. DNA evidence reveals the corpse to be that of ex-Senator Lincoln Price, last seen getting into a car with men wearing ear-bugs and slick suits. Just what did Price know that got him killed?