The Dead Man

A serial killer is on the loose in Minneapolis and the head of the investigation, Minneapolis police Lt. Jake Waschke, is feeling the pressure to find him. To make matters worse, the killer strikes again, this time across the river in St. Paul, and his victim is the daughter of a prominent politician. Just when the investigation seems to be going nowhere, the police catch a break when the killer strikes yet again.

When nuclear waste is stolen by jihadists in the middle of the night from an unguarded New York City hospital, the police, in a frantic race against time, call in the FBI. Luke Stone, head of an elite, secretive department within the FBI, is the only man they can turn to. Luke realizes right away that the terrorists' aim is to create a dirty bomb, that they seek a high-value target, and that they will hit it within 48 hours.

Crack. Rock. Crystal. Dead faces stand at city crossroads and sell their wares to the hopeless - the forgotten - in exchange for their souls. The war isn't overseas. It isn't south of the border. It's in Everytown, USA. FBI Agent Jack Davis is neck deep in a dark urban war and it's not some pansy-ass X-Box Modern Warfare fantasy. He's caught in the crossfire of a war that rages on in the bleak and brutal streets.

Michael Gresham is a criminal attorney with a brother who won't take his meds, an ex-wife who wants him to finance her fertility costs, and a client accused of murdering the wife of a judge. As the story progresses, the brother is being hunted down by MexTel, a huge conglomerate that wants him dead, and the ex-wife's new husband wants to borrow money, while the judge whose wife was murdered suddenly tries to hire Michael Gresham for himself.

Lucy Kendall doesn't believe she's a serial killer. She simply eradicates the worst of society and brings justice to the innocent - the children she failed to protect during her decade in Child Protective Services.