Bøker av Jp Leonard

In Chicago's 3rd district police department sat a famished detective David Neal of the narcotics division. He hadn't eaten all day. Finally, after going through all of the particulars of a gang-related murder, he could sit down at his desk and eat his first meal of the day. As he sat there, a guy in a very expensive-looking brown double-breasted suit was being escorted by the desk Sargent from downstairs, and they were coming towards him. David also saw he had very high-end dressed shoes and looked like they were of the alligator type. As he checked out the guy, he wondered why hadn't he gotten a sense of who the guy was. Maybe it was because he was starving, he could have eaten a bear, and maybe that caused a block of his special senses. Ever since he'd learned, not only was all he'd dreamed while on the stake-out that day while lying on the cold hard ground wasn't real, but the stake-out and everything after it was a dream. The hospital stay was a dream-he'd never fallen and hit his head. Going home from the hospital with Sadie was also a part of the same dream. Everything was a dream except the psychic episodes-they were all real.

David is missing! Detective David Neal of the CPD 3rd precinct has been abducted again. Some of his fellow officers has been slain by the same abductors. Somehow maybe the police department has been infiltrated- by the infamous Red Pack, a terrible group of assassins and murderers. One of the first murders David encountered was terrible. Blood and pieces of human flesh were everywhere. The arms and legs of the corpse or what was left of its arms and legs were shredded like they had been put through a paper shredder. Even the bones had been shredded with the bone marrow showing. The only thing still intact was the corpse's head. Doctor Davenport the medical examiner and coroner is maybe the only one who knows the truth about who the real murderer or murderers are-human or something else. Neither many in the police department, the FBI, or anyone else can stop the horrific murders from going on or stop the Red Pack from its terrible rampages in that great city Chicago Illinois. The only one who could, is David Neal, and now he's gone missing-or has he?