Sarah Culpepper thinks her husband, Avery, is cheating on her . . . but that’s far from all . . .The Investigator: Sam Grant, a New York City private investigator, former cop, and decorated veteran of World War I.MORTAL BAITRichard BowesWhen I think of death what comes to mind is the feel of an ice-cold knife racing up my leg like I’m a letter being sliced open. When that happens in my nightmares I wake up. In real life, just before the blade of ice reached my heart, the medic got to me where I lay in that bloody field at Aisne-Marne, tied and tightened a tourniquet above my left knee and stopped the flow before all my blood ran onto the grass.That memory of my war came out of nowhere as I sat in my little office in Greenwich Village on a sunny October afternoon. It felt like someone had riffled through my memories and pulled out that one. Beings that my Irish grandmother called the Gentry and the Fair Folk walk this world and can do things like that to mortals. A shiver ran through me.My name’s Sam Grant and I’m a private investigator.
