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La Nuit des Femmes was supposed to be a high-end fashion show that celebrated the female form by displaying clothing on a wide array of mannequins: short, tall, thin, thick, dark, and light. But what the media and guests don't expect is that one of these outfits isn't made from cloth or denim. It's made out of human skin. Out of their depths, the NYPD recruits private investigator Damien Drake to hunt a serial killer the media dubs "The Straw Man".

Ex-NYPD detective Damien Drake thought that nothing could draw him out of retirement and away from the Virgin Gorda. He was wrong. His friends back in New York need him, and Drake can only ignore their requests for so long...even if returning to his home means prison time for himself. Meanwhile, SLH Investigations is struggling to pay the bills and to keep from going bankrupt. Which is why, when a man appears on their doorstep with a gun in hand, Screech knows he should turn him away.

What starts off as a simple assignment - finding a missing cat - ends up being one of the most volatile, and personal, cases of ex-NYPD Detective Damien Drake’s career. Drawn back to the city that he both loves and loathes, Drake is once again thrust into the spotlight. This time, it’s to search for a missing Tabby. But while, at the outset, this seems straightforward and benign, he should know better; after all, with a child he hasn’t seen since birth, an entire police department out to get him, and a PI Firm on the brink of financial ruin, nothing in his life is easy.

When a body is found - dissolved in acid, a ring of finger bones cemented to the skull - Drake is floored. For more than a year, he's been telling the NYPD that the man he had killed, the man who had taken his partner's life, wasn't the real Skeleton King. Nobody believed him. Even now, with a new skeleton as proof, Drake is met with resistance. A copycat killer, they say. But Drake knows this is the work of the original Skeleton King, and he is driven to seek revenge for his dead partner. Only, like before, he has no suspects.

Nearly two dozen girls are found dead in a shipping container on the shores of New York City. No one knows where they came from or how they got there. But one man is compelled to find out why they died, no matter the cost.... Ex-NYPD detective Damien Drake has no business meddling in a police case, especially with what happened on the last one. But when the only survivor from the shipping container shows up at their doorstep with a horrific tale of drug smuggling, human trafficking, and links to a dangerous cartel, there's no way they can turn her down...can they?

There's a new brand of heroin flooding the streets, powder cut with a drug 25 times more powerful and deadly than fentanyl. And addicts can't get enough of it. Heralded as one of the most deadly drug epidemics in American history, accidental opioid overdoses have reached an all-time high in New York City. And that was before this new brand of heroin became available. The war against drugs might be a losing battle, but if someone doesn't do something soon, there'll be no one left to fight for.

Rookie Detective Veronica Shade experiences the world in a way no one else can. Her rare condition, multi-modal synesthesia, lets her hear whispers of deceit, smell the scent of fear, and see the aura of hidden guilt. A secret she's kept hidden, her talent has catapulted her to being one of Oregon’s youngest and most promising detectives, at the cost of any semblance of a normal social life.