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By Greg Rucka
Greg Rucka has earned the type of recognition that every one mystery writers envy: his crime fiction grabs readers through the throat and compels them to learn as though their very own lives have been at stake. Now, in an electrifying departure, Rucka creates a brand new form of hero: a broken younger lady in loose fall who’s not just in danger—but dangerous.
A Fistful of Rain
Mim Bracca is using the short lane immediately off the tip of the area. Now she’s coming domestic with no task, and not using a destiny, and and not using a prayer—and just one final probability to get her ft lower than her, or cross down endlessly. yet domestic has its personal terrors, together with a prior Mim has performed every little thing attainable to depart behind.
Now that earlier is coming again with the stunning pace and lethal reason of a sniper’s bullet, aimed to spoil her as soon as and for all. whilst Mim suffers her first blackout, waking up dazed and bloodied, she’s sure she’s hit rock bottom.
She’s unsuitable. She’s basically simply started to fall.
The pictures are invasive, obscene, and all around the net for someone to work out. How they bought there, the place and once they have been shot, and via whom, Mim has no inspiration. And prior to the research into the problem even starts off, a brutal homicide makes it transparent that no matter what Mim thinks her lifestyles has been in the past, she’s approximately to profit it’s all a lie.
The form of lie that may kill.
Written with attractive originality, A Fistful of Rain crosses the road isolating the accountable from the blameless because it takes us on a breakneck trip of deceit and double move and—quite possibly—the final twenty-four hours in Mim Bracca’s stormy lifestyles.
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