now in paperback! the long-awaited
return of Alex McKnight!
On
a frozen January night, a young man loops one end of a long rope over
the branch of a tree. The other end he ties around his neck. A
snowmobiler will find him 36 hours later, his lifeless eyes staring out
at the endless cold water of Lake Superior. It happens in a lonely
corner of the Upper Peninsula, in a place they call Misery Bay.
Alex McKnight does not know this young man, and he won’t even hear about
the suicide until another cold night, two months later and 250 miles
away, when the door to the Glasgow Inn opens and the last person Alex
would ever expect comes walking inside to ask for his help.
What seems like a simple quest to find a few answers will turn into a
nightmare of sudden violence and bloody revenge, and a race against time
to catch a ruthless killer. Alex McKnight knows all about evil, of
course, having faced down a madman who killed his partner and left a
bullet next to his heart. Mobsters, drug dealers, hitmen — he’s seen
them all and they’ve taken away almost everything he’s ever loved. But
none of them could have ever prepared him for the darkness he’s about to
face.
Reviews
"Superb....
Assured prose, a thrilling plot, and a surprising, satisfying conclusion
make this a winner."
--Publishers Weekly (starred review)
"This new entry in Hamilton's Alex McKnight
series is one of his best. ... You'll not put this down willingly, and
when you do, you'll still be thinking about it."
--Romantic Times
“Hamilton’s compelling, vigorous prose
doesn’t allow the option of taking a break.”
—Los Angeles Times
“Steve Hamilton writes the kind of stories
that manly men and tough-minded women can’t resist.”
—The New York Times
"Hamilton writes tough, passionate
novels.... This is crime writing at its very best.”
—George Pelecanos
On
a frozen January night, a young man loops one end of a long rope over
the branch of a tree. The other end he ties around his neck. A
snowmobiler will find him 36 hours later, his lifeless eyes staring out
at the endless cold water of Lake Superior. It happens in a lonely
corner of the Upper Peninsula, in a place they call Misery Bay. 