There is a serial killer in Amsterdam, killing young women in an unspeakable manner. The body of the elderly tramp, found in a rain soaked park, is covered in scarring of all types, so police assume that he is the latest victim, despite the differences in the manner of his death. All Detective Ro...
Raging, bruised thunderheads approaching from east of the city and breaking upon its streets as people scuttled home on the Tube or flagged down a bus, its windows steamed with condensation and finger-smear.Carrigan stood under a low bridge of the Regent’s Park Canal, suspended ten feet below the...
She wanted them – his eyes – to speak to her, to tell her all the things his mouth wouldn’t, but they were impenetrable as stones. She grabbed his wrist and held it firmly, feeling the smooth skin on his forearm, the slight ripple of veins, the weight of it lying in her palm. Then she brought it ...