Merciless
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- ¥850
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発行者による作品情報
The New York Times bestselling author’s “latest romantic suspense has it all—terrific plot, complex and engaging protagonists, a twisted villain” (Erica Spindler).
No Pity
Each skeleton is flawless—gleaming white and perfectly preserved, a testament to his skill. Every scrap of flesh has been removed to reveal the glistening bone beneath. And the collection is growing . . .
No Compassion
When bleached human bones are identified as belonging to a former patient of Dr. James Dixon, Detective Malcolm Kier suspects the worst. Dixon was recently acquitted of attempted murder, thanks to defense attorney Angie Carlson. But as the body count rises, Kier is convinced that Angie is now the target of a brutal, brilliant psychopath.
No Escape
Angie is no stranger to the dark side of human nature. But nothing has prepared her for the decades-long legacy of madness and murder about to be revealed—or a killer ready to claim her as his ultimate trophy . . .
“Terrifying . . . this chilling thriller is an engrossing story.” —Library Journal
“[A] feverish sequel to Senseless . . . convincing detective lingo and an appropriately shivery murder venue go a long way.”—Publishers Weekly
Praise for the novels of Mary Burton
“Absolutely chilling.”—Brenda Novak
“A twisted tale . . . I couldn't put it down!”—Lisa Jackson
“Taut, compelling . . . delivers a page-turner.”—Carla Neggers
“A chilling thriller.”—Beverly Barton
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
Burton's feverish sequel to Senseless sets up a series of homicides clustered around troubled attorney Angie "The Barracuda" Carlson, who is privately wracked by guilt for successfully defending sadistic Dr. James Dixon against Lulu Sweet, the prostitute he'd tortured. When heaps of polished bones begin appearing around the city, their grisly provenance relentlessly described in alternate chapters by two psychopathic killers, hunky yet domestic Det. Malcolm Kier investigates and predictably falls for Angie, gradually revealed as the killers' ultimate target. Burton's dialogue occasionally jars, and she injects rather too many red herrings; taken as a macabre unit, the two villains, one a rapist and the other a necrophile, smack of watered-down Hannibal Lecter. But convincing detective lingo and an appropriately shivery murder venue go a long way, and Malcolm is pleasingly revealed to be a toothsome contemporary romantic Galahad who can believably tame a Barracuda.
