A fast paced thriller from the first page to the last page! I will admit I was drawn to this book based on a simple review on the cover by Dean Koontz, one of my favorite authors. If he liked it, I was bound to! The story begins with a bombing in a Brazilian café, killing an informant and two ...
This book was amazing and is about two mysteries that occur at the same time, in different parts of the world. Jack Gannon, detective reporter, is investigating the deaths of his colleagues in Brazil. The killings appear to be drug related but it`s much bigger than that. At the same time, Emma an...
This book had me from the very first page. I was intrigued by the antagonist and his reasoning behind his attacks. You don't find out until the end what that is ands it was very well done. The author did a great job of making the characters relatable and on more than one occasion, I was yelling a...
The first book in the Jack Gannon series from author Rick Mofina, "Vengeance Road" is a dark, and twisted thriller. Jack Gannon is the ace crime reporter for the Buffalo Sentinel. Once nominated for a Pulitzer, Gannon is the best at what he does. The Buffalo Police Department has been called out ...
An emotionally draining thriller, "Cold Fear", runs the gambit of fear, betrayal, hopelessness, and optimism. Paige Baker just age 10 caught between her parents vocal argument sets off onto a desolate trail with her dog Kobee. The scene is Glacier National Park in Montana. High up in the Rockies...
Rookie cub reporter for the Seattle Mirror, Jason Wade needs that one big story to secure a full time position with the paper. The first book of the Jason Wade series from author Rick Mofina, "The Dying Hour", is a riveting thriller. Master story teller Rick Mofina spins a crafty thriller about W...
On an ordinary morning, Maria Colson takes her baby son Dylan to the corner store. She only turns her back for a few seconds. When she looks again, the stroller is empty, and her terrified child is being shoved into a waiting van that vanishes without a trace. Settle Mirror reporter Jason Wade is...
They focused on monitors and keyboards, processing data at a configuration of desks that suggested the bridge of a spacecraft. The Information Command Unit: what insiders called the ICU, where the nature of the work was top-secret cyber sleuthing. ICU analysts had diverted some of their resources...
White-tailed deer. Some two hundred yards off. A doe and two spotted fawns stepping from the forb and dogwood. Snouts to the ground, they browsed around the lone U.S. flag affixed to a pole of pine dowelling. Quite a sight against the grand sky. Nothing out there but the deer and the flag, flappi...
“Go to the Thirty-fourth Street subway station. Take the Seventh Avenue express line south to Fourteenth Street. You will get further instructions there.” As Jeff took notes on a hotel message pad, the hotel pen kept slipping through his sweating fingers. He stopped and us...
Ice tinkled against glass as he lifted his drink. No, stop! It won’t help. Be strong. Keep your mind clear. He set the drink down without tasting it. Still, the images of the crash haunted him and guilt crept into a frightene...
Zurrn didn’t expect the attendant pumping gas into his van to start a conversation. He was in Pine Mills, a village that skirted the state forest near the Canadian border. The forest was known for bird-watching. It was dusk. Bishop’s General Store a...
Who was that guy? The caller’s number had been blocked. Yarrow had been caught off guard. Hoping the call was from Molly, he’d answered without thinking. Saying that he was “Len,” and that Frank was in Costa Rica, was quick. But he’d likely blown it. The stranger sounded smart. Said he was an “ol...
NO RENT, NO ROOM. L. Onescu.” Reed had broken too many promises to Lila. His key didn’t work. She had changed the lock. He set down the paper bag containing his supper. Two bottles of Jack Daniels and potato chips. He searched his wallet. Thirty-five bucks. His checkbook was in the room. Damn. He...
He was just beyond the exit for Brule, midway through his shift, thinking about lunch at Thorsen’s Diner in Big Springs and maybe hitting the books again. He had five years with uniformed patrol and was working on getting selected for the Investigative Services Division. Making the Cold Case Unit...
He grabbed it.“It’s me,” Orly said.“Wait.” Styebeck kept his voice low and moved to his den.“I’m damn tired of shouldering the burden, Karl. When will you accept what you are and do your share?”“Never. I’m not like you. Or her. Or like him. Turn yourself in.”“We’re blood. You’re no better than us...
One-hundred-decibel, nerve-shredding wailing. Remy tried everything to make him stop, but Mason was the one who needed calming. He was causing the upheaval, rampaging through their belongings again, looking for dope or reasons to stay pissed off at her. &...
Ivan would talk to her. He was a tough patrol cop, divorced because of the job. Cora dated him. Then she got pregnant. It took a long time before she could bring herself to tell Ivan. His reaction was seared into her memory. He drove her to a clinic somewhere around Wilshire Boulevard, slapped fi...