His car is dead, his wife has left him, and Detective Dave Moser needs all the friends he can get. Instead, he's about to take on a case that buries him in a morass of corruption and contract murder in the NYPD. Once again Kenneth Abel, author of the acclaimed novel Bait, hurtles us into the gritty, hair-raising world of cops and criminals as Moser finds himself alone, hunting a killer, torn between loyalty and honor, survival and...The Blue Wall,
It's not just another floater when Moser and his partner investigate a gorgeous young woman, found dead in the water, missing both eyes. She looked like she came from money with her fancy dental work. No needle tracks. A VIP missing persons report leads Moser to a Park Avenue address and the girl's father, a wealthy Guatemalan with a stone-faced bodyguard and a lot to hide. As Moser and his partner look for leads in the case, a series of unrelated homicides follow-- unrelated until Moser connects the lives of the victims. And when Lt. Tom Richter of the hated Internal Affairs Division tries to persuade him to investigate a fellow cop, it's clear that there's another correlation as well. Moser's on a downhill slide--straight into a federal probe of organized crime that's directly connected to his case.
A wiseguy is singing like a canary, implicating Moser's friend as ringleader of a gang of bent cops, connecting him to the murder that haunts Moser's days and nights. And Moser's the man in the middle: suspected as a possible co-conspirator if he doesn't play along with IAD, loathed as a rat if he does. If he wants a future--in or out of the force--he must keep his own counsel, watch his back, and follow a bloody, unmarked trail toits bitter end.
Stunning, taut, bristling with suspense, The Blue Wall races to an explosive climax that will echo in memory long after the last page is turned.
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