LieutenantEveDallasreturnsinDarkinDeath,byJ.D.Robb,the#1NewYorkTimesbestsellingmasterofsuspense,andtakesonacaseofdeathimitatingart...Itwasastabinthedark.OnachillyFebruarynight,duringascreeningofPsychoinmidtown,someonesunkanicepickintothebackofChanelRylan’sneck,thendisappearedquietlyintothecrowdsofdrunksandtouristsinTimesSquare.ToChanel’sbestfriend,whohadjustslippedoutofthetheaterforamomenttotakeacall,itfeltasunrealastheancientblack-and-whitemovieuponthescreen.ButChanel’sbloodranred,andherdeathwasanythingbutfictional.Then,asEveDallaspuzzlesoverahomicidethatseemscarefullyplannedandyetoddlypersonal,shereceivesatipfromanunexpectedsource:anauthorofpolicethrillerswhorecognizesthecrime--fromthepagesofherownbook.Dallasdoesn’tthinkit’scoincidence,sincearecentstrangulationofasexworkerresemblesascenefromherwritingaswell.Copslookforpatternsofbehavior:similarweapons,similarMOs.Butthiskillerseemstofindinspirationinsomeoneelse’simagination,andifthetheoryholds,thismaybeonlythesecondofalong-runningseries.ThegoodnewsisthatEveandherbillionairehusbandRoarkehaveanexcusetocurlupinfrontofthefireplacewiththeircat,Galahad,readingmysterystoriesforresearch.Thebadnewsisthattimeisrunningoutbeforethenextvictimplaysanunwittingroleinamurderer’sderangedprivatedrama--andonlyEvecanputastoptoacreativeimpulsegonehorribly,destructivelywrong.FromtheauthorofEchoesinDeath,thisisthelatestoftheedgy,phenomenallypopularpoliceproceduralsthatPublishersWeeklycalls“inventive,entertaining,andclever.“
