![]() Buta drunk Indian chick? There was a traffic jam. Say “drunk Indian,” meaning a male, and you’d thinkevery squad in town had driven off a cliff. Hell, theyliked it.Īnd that’s why, when a call went out, squad cars respondedfrom all over Phoenix. It wasn’t like you were wearing it out.It’s not like they had less than they started with. “Leave her.”They were nothing but drunk Indian chicks. The girl was sitting in the alley, dazed, surrounded bydiscarded advertising leaflets that had blown out of theDumpster. Theytook a few seconds to get some clothes on the girl. When Reed finished, Clay was back in uniform. “You about done?” he asked, as the Bobbie Gentry songtrickled out into the alley. Clay keptturning and finally found a country station playing “Odeto Billy Joe.” ![]() An all- news station was babbling aboutRobert Kennedy’s challenging Lyndon Johnson. Clay took it out, turned it on and hunted forsomething decent. The squad car’s only radios were police- band, so Clay andReed carried a transistor job that Reed had bought in a PXin Vietnam. ![]() “God damn,” Reed said, “you got yourself a virgin.” Heducked into the backseat and said, “Here comes Daddy.” Clay was in the alley, staring downat himself. Reed slipped off his gunbelt and dumped it on top of thecar behind the light bar. A minute later hefinished and crawled off. He put one big hand over her faceand said, “Shut up, bitch,” but he liked it. ![]() It clattered off the side and fell into the alley.Ĭlay was in full gallop when the girl’s howl pitched up,reaching toward a scream. Reed laughed and said,“Hurry up,” and lobbed his empty beer can toward one of theDumpsters. “Christ, she sounds like afuckin’ coon- dog,” said Reed, a Kentucky boy. Larr圜lay peeled the drunk Indian girl, tossing her clothes on thefloor of the backseat, wedging himself between her legs. They were in a service alley, tucked between two Dumpsters.Carl Reed, a beer can in his hand, kept watch. This is a series you must be reading if you are not already' 'Sandford has always been at the top of any list of great mystery writers.In the Beginning. The man has a fine touch for outlaws' Stephen King on Golden Prey 'Sandford’s trademark blend of rough humor and deadly action keeps the pages turning until the smile-inducing wrap-up, which reveals the fates of a number of his quirky, memorable characters' Publishers Weekly on Golden Prey 'It appears there is no limit to John Sandford’s ability to keep new breath and blood flowing into his Lucas Davenport series. ***READERS LOVE THE PREY SERIES*** 'The best Lucas Davenport story so far. Because Shadow Love is right behind them. But despite the countrywide carnage they needn't look far. Enlisted to find him are Minneapolis police lieutenant Lucas Davenport and New York City police officer Lily Rothenburg. Once unleashed, Shadow Love's need to kill cannot be checked, even by those who think they control him. And in every case the twisted trail leads back through the Minnesota Native American community to a man known as Shadow Love. All of the homicides share the same grisly method - the victim's throat is slashed with an Indian ceremonial knife. An influential judge taken in Oklahoma City. A rising political star executed in Manhattan. Book excerpt: **Don't miss John Sandford's brand-new thriller Ocean Prey – out now** A Lucas Davenport thriller by internationally bestselling author John Sandford A slumlord and a welfare supervisor butchered in Minneapolis. This book was released on with total page 400 pages. ![]() Book Synopsis Shadow Prey by : John Sandfordĭownload or read book Shadow Prey written by John Sandford and published by Simon and Schuster. ![]()
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