The Scorpion’s Tail
Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child
"Nora slapped the dust off her jeans with a sinking feeling as she watched Corrie Swanson approach."
"Nora slapped the dust off her jeans with a sinking feeling as she watched Corrie Swanson approach."
"At nine p.m. the criminal courthouse was dark, but the lights were burning across the street—Lucky Thirteenth Street, as it was known—at the pretrial detention center."
"The dead were rising in the fire-blackened Santa Monica Mountains and Eve Ronin, the youngest homicide detective in the history of the Los Angeles County Sheriff’s Department, was on her way to examine one of them."
"Frederik wiped the water off his forehead and put the cap back on his head."
"The furnishings are the same as I remember, cheap pinewood painted white."
"The diamond fleet tugged and jingled at its moorings in the anchorage."
"Haley McCullough stared down at Susie’s dead body."
"friend, a seasoned homicide detective, is a master of discontent."
"This was the house that would change their fortunes."
"The strong wind had packed the snow into solid drifts, and at any moment a swirl of fine snow, known as 'snow smoke,' could hide the way ahead completely."
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