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The Ninth Life
โ Scribed by Reinhard, E H
- Book ID
- 110488501
- Publisher
- E.H. Reinhard
- Year
- 2016
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 111 KB
- Series
- Lieutenant Kane: Dedicated to Death 2
- Category
- Fiction
- ASIN
- B01N2UBG0B
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โฆ Synopsis
The Ninth Life: Book Two in The Lieutenant Kane Dedicated to Death Series
An anonymous phone call sends Tampa homicide lieutenant Carl Kane straight to the scene of a murdered woman, a sight far too familiar in his line of work.
Whats even more familiar is the manner in which the womans life was takenthe slaying is identical to that of victims of a satanic lunatic named Koskinen, yet Kane had captured and put the man away years before.
It seems that Koskinen has found himself an admirer, maybe a follower or, worse, someone to kill on his behalf.
The first body is just the beginning. The ending holds something much worse.
Editorial Review:
Lt. Carl Kane thought hed closed the books on serial killer Larry Koskinen, who is serving a life sentence in a state mental hospital for carving up his victimsand trying to carve up Kane himselfyears ago. But when Carl discovers a dead body exhibiting the killers same MO, he finds himself revisiting a case he wants to close the books on for good. As new victims pile up, Reinhard ratchets up the tension big-time, and his fast-paced tale and fine plotting will keep readers turning pages long into the night. Angela M., Editor, Red Adept Editing
The Dedicated to Death series (in order).
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The First Shot
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The Ninth Life
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Body of Work
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