Desolate Mantle
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Kyraย knowsย she's seen the killer. Actually seen him walking around the Slip Mire before and after his kills. She needs to get her information to the cops. She kissed Det. Gabe Nichols in an alley weeks before, believing they'd never cross paths again. The idea of seeing him again puts butterflies in her stomach. But not sharing her information means she'll have blood on her hands when the killer strikes again.
Gabe has his own problems. Dealing with the anniversary of his brother's disappearance is stressful enough. Now the brass is pressuring him to find the mysterious woman who gave him information that saved many lives. The woman who seems to be a walking chameleon. And kissed him in a dark alley weeks before.
Meanwhile, a clandestine gathering is happening at the dark heart of the city. When Kyra investigates, she finds a gyre of depravity and evil. Kyra and Gabe will face that depravity head on. If they don't learn to trust one another, it may just swallow them whole.
Fans of dark urban crime fiction, mysterious serial killers, and a splash of the horrific won't be able to put this one down.
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U.S.A. Today Best Selling Author L.K. Hill is something of a crime junkie. She loves exploring stories full of epic, psychological clashes between good and evil, the blurry lines between law and justice, and seeing people wade through tragedy and come out transformed on the other side.
Her books include the Street Games series, her award winning stand alone novel, The Botanist, and plans for a whole series of Gabe and Cody mysteries.
She also writes across several other genres. Her historical romance is written under the pen name K.L. Conger. She writes scifi and fantasy, including dystopian, under her full name, Liesel K. Hill.
She comes from a large, tight-knit family and resides in Northern Utah. She loved to read and write at a young age, and her earliest memories consist of her father sitting in the doorway of her room at night, relating stories of Frodo, Gandalf, and the One Ring. Her mother also read to her every afternoon as a child, sometimes for several hours a day.
She plans to keep telling stories until they nail her coffin shut. Or the Second Coming happens. Whichever comes first.
