''James Patterson returns with a standalone thriller about an
intrepid FBI researcher struggling to piece together a string of
insidious crimes that only she sees are deviously connected. Here's an excerpt.
I
spend the morning like I’ve spent every morning the last several
months, sitting in my office (also known as my mother’s second bedroom),
combing through research and data. Because I’m on suspension, I don’t
have access to NIBRS—the National Incident-Based Reporting System. But
NIBRS is useless to me, anyway; it only collects information on fires
classified as arson. If they’re deemed accidental, or even “suspicious”
in origin, they never make it to NIBRS. And my guy is making the fires
look accidental.
Which means he’s staying totally off the
radar. The locals aren’t reporting these fires to the Feds, and they
aren’t talking to each other..''
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