#1 New York Times bestselling author Patricia Cornwell delivers the next enthralling thriller in her high-stakes series starring Kay Scarpetta - a complex tale involving a serial sniper who strikes chillingly close to the forensic sleuth herself.
It's a sunny morning in Cambridge, Massachusetts, and also Dr. Kay Scarpetta's birthday. She's about to head to Miami for a vacation with Benton Wesley, her FBI profiler husband, when she notices seven pennies on a wall behind their home. Is this a kids' game? And if so, why are all of the coins dated 1981 and so shiny they could be newly minted? Her cellphone rings, and Detective Pete Marino tells her there's been a homicide five minutes away. A high school music teacher has been shot with uncanny precision as he unloaded groceries from his car. Yet no one has heard or seen a thing.
In this 22nd Scarpetta novel, the master forensic sleuth finds herself in the unsettling pursuit of a serial sniper who leaves no incriminating evidence except fragments of copper. The shots seem impossible to achieve, yet they are so perfect that they cause death in an instant. the victims appear to have had nothing in common, and there is no pattern to indicate where the killer will strike next. Until Scarpetta comes face to face with shocking evidence that implicates her techno genius niece, Lucy, her very own flesh and blood.
With the bravura storytelling and state-of-the-art forensic details that are her hallmarks, Patricia Cornwell again raises the bar with this highly entertaining new tale, her most captivating SCARPETTA novel yet.
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Far too much verbiage and not much action!
'SNAP' (the last word in this novel and the sound of my last ever Patricia Cornwell book closing).
Ms Cornwell has become lazy. Her early books were brilliant, this novel jumps around without explanation and 'brings back to life' old villains. Don't bother with this book even if you pick it up for free. Disappointing for old fans, incomprehensible for new. I'm done!
Only in America
After reading this novel, I now know more about guns than I will ever need to know. What is it with Americans? Every character in the book is an expert shot (to say nothing of being an expert scuba diver, helicopter pilot and psychoanalyst) and they all love their guns.
Are all the medical examiners in the USA as talented and qualified as Kay Scarpetta? Do they all own multiple houses and ultra-luxury cars?
With the leading antagonist on the loose again, I guess we can expect more of the same next time. No thanks!