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OverviewCAN THE DETECTIVE FIND THE KIDNAPPED PROPHET AND SAVE HIS CITY BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE? The taunt investigation continues in this intense and erotic urban fantasy from the IAN 2016 Outstanding Paranormal/Supernatural Book of the Year author. In this second volume in the fast-paced supernatural trilogy, The Prophet's Mother, Julian M. Coleman, weaves a twisting tale of loss, heartbreak, and sacrifice. It's a tale of terror set against the backdrop of a typical holiday season in a bustling city. Someone kidnaps nine-year-old Victor Adamson. Homicide Detective Harry Kurosawa, the lead investigator, is renowned for his deductive skills. He has a perfect case closure rate, a full one hundred percent, but right now, he is compromised, and his enviable logic is useless. Nevertheless, his lieutenant demands a quick resolution to the high-profile kidnapping. Disbelief turns into belief as dead bodies pile up in the morgue. Hours after assuming the lead, he sees a disembodied shadow with razor-sharp claws shred his partner. Somehow, he survives the attempt on his life. He knows bullets can't stop the evil presence that's raging through his beloved city during an unnatural snowstorm. But is his desire to solve the case mean he's also pushing his luck? He doesn't know. He's only sure of one thing; his only chance to save the city he loves lies in finding the missing boy. Full Product DetailsAuthor: Julian M ColemanPublisher: Julian M. Coleman Imprint: Julian M. Coleman Volume: 2 Dimensions: Width: 15.20cm , Height: 1.00cm , Length: 22.90cm Weight: 0.249kg ISBN: 9781393085072ISBN 10: 1393085075 Pages: 180 Publication Date: 03 April 2018 Audience: General/trade , General Format: Paperback Publisher's Status: Active Availability: In stock We have confirmation that this item is in stock with the supplier. It will be ordered in for you and dispatched immediately. Table of ContentsReviewsAuthor InformationI'm a 2016 IAN Paranormal/Supernatural Award Winning author who grew up in Richmond, Virginia. My family was poor, but my imagination was rich. I suffered from bad dreams. I still dream about demons, but now those dreams provide the sauces to my stories. By day I'm run-of-the-mill analyst grinding out data within a dark blue cubby, but by night I churn out horrific stories based on the demons that haunt me in nightmares. Tab Content 6Author Website:Countries AvailableAll regions |