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"Amazing .. . McBain's telegraphic
style gives his story a hard, reportorial surface. Characters are
caught in a few memorable strokes; things happen economically. What
is surprising in such terse circumstances is how much you have felt,
or have been led to understand that the characters were feeling:"
-Los Angeles Times
"Familiarity with the cops of the
87th Precinct builds something like devotion: the more we know about
them the more we want to know"
-Newsweek
"Masterful .... Crackling dialogue,
humor, and a devilishly baffling plot put McBain's new 87th Precinct
thriller among the toppers in this popular series."
-Publishers Weekly
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The path to the truth is as slippery as
ice in a city whose heart is just as cold. The cops
of this precinct know that anyone can be a victim. Anyone
can be a perp. And killers keep killing until you put them
on...
Once she'd been a dancer.
Now she lies on a sidewalk, her blood seeping into the snow.
Detectives Carella, Kling, Meyer, and Brown are learning all
about ice: in a multimillion-dollar showbiz scam, in the glittering
diamonds that spill out of a dead man's vest, in the veins
of a small-time pusher. As the cops scramble for evidence,
as the city shivers, a killer is one step ahead, and the heat
is still up.
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