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Jan
Fabel thought he was finished with death. Instead, while he is preparing
for a new career outside the police, a Cologne murder detective asks
for his help in tracking down the Carnival Cannibal, a terrifying
serial killer who has killed each year for three years at the start
of Cologne's world-famous annual Carnival. Maria Klee, Fabel's deputy,
is close to mental breakdown and on extended sick leave. Unknown to
anyone, Maria also heads for Cologne to hunt down a different, even
more dangerous killer. One with whom she has a score to settle.Taras
Buslenko, a Ukrainian special-forces commander prepares his hand-picked
undercover spetznaz unit for a 'black' operation into Cologne. Their
aim: to end, with extreme prejudice, the rule of an ex-pat Ukrainian
crime-boss of legendary cruelty. Their orders: to let nothing or nobody
get in their way. Three paths converging on Cologne at Carnival at
a time when the world is traditionally turned on its head and Chaos
rules. And everybody hides behind a mask. Fabel finds himself on a
trail of betrayal and vengeance, violence and death. And once more
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Two
high profile victims - a former Left-wing radical turned environmental
campaigner and a geneticist researching the possibility of inherited
memory - are found murdered within 24 hours of each other. Both men
have been scalped. Forensic tests reveal that single red hairs left
at each scene belong to neither victim, but were cut from the same
head - twenty years earlier. Jan Fabel and his murder team find themselves
under political and media pressure to track down a killer whom the
press has already christened 'The Hamburg Hairdresser'. Connections
in the victims' pasts begin to emerge, but Fabel's team is working
against the clock. Fabel is caught in a web of intrigue, obsession
and revenge that seemingly spans sixteen centuries. He must discover
the crucial link between an ancient mummified body, a long-disbanded
terrorist group and its infamous leader and a killer who believes
he has been reincarnated to exact a terrible revenge on those who
betrayed him in a previous life. |
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A girl's body lies, posed, on the pale sand of a Hamburg beach, a
message concealed in her hand. 'I have been underground, and now it
is time for me to return home...' Jan Fabel, of the Hamburg murder
squad, struggles to interpret the twisted imagery of a dark and brutal
mind. Four days later, a man and a woman are found deep in woodland,
their throats slashed deep and wide, the names 'Hansel' and 'Gretel',
in the same, tiny, obsessively neat writing, rolled tight and pressed
into their hands. It becomes clear that each new crime is a grisly
reference to folk stories collected almost two hundred years ago by
the Brothers Grimm. The hunt is on for a serial killer who is exploring
the darkest, most fundamental fears hidden in ancient fairy tales.
A predator who kills and then disappears into the shadows. A monster
we all learned to fear in childhood. |
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The message was
sent to Kriminalhauptkommissar Jan Fabel by email.
'Time is
strange, is it not? I write and you read and we share the same moment.
Yet, as I write this, Herr Hauptkommissar, you sleep and my next
victim still lives. As you read it, she is already dead. Our dance
continues
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The same gruesome
ritualistic method of killing. The same mocking tone in the emails.
It all points to the same killer. But there is no precise evidence
to link the two cases, except for the tantalising email.
In BLOOD EAGLE,
Craig Russell introduces us to a new detective hero, Jan Fabel -
half-Scottish, half-German - a man of conscience and imagination.
Russell
has also created a richly textured scenario where the city of Hamburg
plays a central rôle - a city of contrasts and shadows.
BLOOD EAGLE
is a violently exciting thriller. Fabel's desperate attempt to solve
the case before more victims are discovered gradually uncovers layer
upon layer of intrigue. How can he track a murderer who leaves no
trail, whose victims seem purposefully random and whose motive reaches
far beyond greed and lust, into the darkest recesses of the human
soul?
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