Heat WaveHyperion, 29.9.2009 - 198 sivua A New York real estate tycoon plunges to his death on a Manhattan sidewalk. A trophy wife with a past survives a narrow escape from a brazen attack. Mobsters and moguls with no shortage of reasons to kill trot out their alibis. And then, in the suffocating grip of a record heat wave, comes another shocking murder and a sharp turn in a tense journey into the dirty little secrets of the wealthy. Secrets that prove to be fatal. Secrets that lay hidden in the dark until one NYPD detective shines a light. Mystery sensation Richard Castle, blockbuster author of the wildly best-selling Derrick Storm novels, introduces his newest character, NYPD Homicide Detective Nikki Heat. Tough, sexy, professional, Nikki Heat carries a passion for justice as she leads one of New York City's top homicide squads. She's hit with an unexpected challenge when the commissioner assigns superstar magazine journalist Jameson Rook to ride along with her to research an article on New York's Finest. Pulitzer Prize-winning Rook is as much a handful as he is handsome. His wise-cracking and meddling aren't her only problems. As she works to unravel the secrets of the murdered real estate tycoon, she must also confront the spark between them. The one called heat. |
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... Nikki stepped into the rooftop bar of the Soho House... Seven Even as she stood frozen in her hallway, Nikki's first... Eight When Detective Heat nosed the Crown Vic out of underground... Nine Nikki Heat's apartment building was not the ...
... Detective Nikki Heat was ready. She opened the car door and went to work. The wallop of one hundred degrees almost shoved her back in the car. New York was a furnace, and the soft pavement on West 77th gave under her feet like she was ...
... Detective Nikki Heat entered her crime scene past the vacant hostess podium of the sidewalk café. All the tables at La Chaleur Belle were empty except one where Detective Raley of her squad sat with a distraught family with sunburned ...
... Nikki Heat didn't even turn. She just sighed his name. “Rook.” “Hallelujah.” He held onto his smile until she finally looked at him, shaking her head. “What? It's OK, I don't think he can hear me.” She wondered what sort of karma ...
... Detective Heat, I'm a reporter and that's strictly off the record.” “Did you kill a story that made him look bad?” “Yes. God, you make me feel cheap. But you'll get nothing more.” Detective Ochoa wrapped his busboy interview and Heat ...