ON THE TRAIL OF A BLOODY KILLER... Frank Quinn is sure he is hunting for a madman: someone who is shooting young women in the heart, defiling their bodies, leaving only the torsos to be found. Quinn, a former NYPD detective, is called into the case by an ambitious chief of police and mobilizes his team of brilliant law-enforcement misfits. But in the concrete canyons of New York, this shocking serial murder case is turning into something very different. . . A COP AND A VICTIM FIGHT BACK... Jill Clark came to the city with too many hopes and too little cash. Now a seemingly deranged woman is telling her an extraordinary story. New to an exclusive dating service, Jill is warned that other women have died on their dates-and that she could be next. Struggling against a death trap closing in around her, Jill has a powerful ally in Frank Quinn. But no one knows the true motives behind a rampage of cold-blooded murder-or how much more terrifying this is going to get. . .aYou must sniff alotta paint fumes, a Fedderman said. aWea#39;lltake a look around, a Quinn said. aThanks.a He thought ... Whatever the new Madeline had left behind had been either sold, stolen, orhauled away. The bed ... They didna#39;t seem to know thata#39;s where narcs looked immediately after examining the insideofthe toilet tank.
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