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Автор: C.E. Lawrence
Издательство: Ingram
Серия: A Lee Campbell Thriller
Жанр произведения: Ужасы и Мистика
Год издания: 0
isbn: 9780786023202
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      The Experts Praise

       Silent Screams

      “Criminally compelling, Silent Screams nails you to your seat with a fascinating NYPD profiler who’s hurled into the case of his lifetime. This journey into violence and the soul is unforgettable.”

      —Gayle Lynds, New York Times bestselling author of The Book of Spies and The Last Spymaster

      “Pulse-racing, compelling, first rate. Lawrence knows how to build and hold suspense with the best of them…a wild ride down a dark road.”

      —John Lutz, New York Times bestselling author of Urge to Kill

      “C. E. Lawrence has achieved a rare level of authenticity, not only in character development but also in the realistic use of behavioral science. If you want to read a serial-killer thriller that’s solidly based on frightening reality, this is the one.”

      —Louis B Schlesinger, Ph.D., professor of forensic psychology, John Jay College of Criminal Justice

      “C. E. Lawrence delivers finely honed suspense, with unique twists, and accurately captures the logic and intuition of a profiler under pressure.”

      —Katherine Ramsland, professor of forensic psychology, and author of The Devil’s Dozen

      “Silent Screams is a wickedly brilliant, carefully wrought thriller where the roles of hunter and hunted are skillfully blurred…an escalating torrent of murder you won’t soon forget.”

      —Gregg McCrary, author of The Unknown Darkness: Profiling the Predators Among Us; former supervisory special agent in the FBI’s Behavior Science Unit

      “Silent Screams beckons C. E. Lawrence to become a repeat offender in the thriller genre.”

      —Marina Stajić, Ph.D., DABFT, president of American Board of Forensic Toxicology

      SILENT SCREAMS

      C. E. LAWRENCE

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      ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

      Thanks first and foremost to my editor, Michaela Hamilton, whose vision, wisdom and insight proved invaluable throughout the rewrite process. Thanks also to my agent, Paige Wheeler, for her unfailing good cheer and support, and to Dr. Lewis Schlesinger, a fine teacher whose excellent course in criminal psychology at John Jay College for Criminal Justice was essential to my research. Thanks to my colleague Marvin Kaye for his support and friendship, and special thanks to Gregg McCrary, for his invaluable advice and generosity. Special thanks also to Robert Murphy and Rachel Fallon for providing the ideal retreats in which to work—and to Fred and the other fine folks at the Long Eddy Hotel for the delicious sustenance during the long rewrite process. My deepest gratitude to the Byrdcliffe Arts Colony in Woodstock, New York, for the five years I spent in my beloved cabin, Varenka. It is the happiest place I have ever lived. Thanks too to Haw-thornden Castle International Writers Retreat for providing a wonderful month in the most idyllic setting I can imagine—and to Martin, Angie, Mary and Doris for putting up with me. Thanks and gratitude to Chris Buggé for bailing me out of a tight spot, to Beth Andrasak for her insight and friendship, and to Susan Schulman for her patience and continued support. Thanks to my mother and Joan Lawrence for their insightful feedback, to Anthony Moore for his companionship and advice, and to NYPD Detectives Joseph Cavitolo and John Sweeney, as well as civilian NYPD liaison John Kelly, for their patience and professional advice. Last but far from least, my deepest gratitude to Amanda George for her guidance and willingness to shepherd me through a very dark forest.

      Contents

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Chapter Ten

      Chapter Eleven

      Chapter Twelve

      Chapter Thirteen

      Chapter Fourteen

      Chapter Fifteen

      Chapter Sixteen

      Chapter Seventeen

      Chapter Eighteen

      Chapter Nineteen

      Chapter Twenty

      Chapter Twenty-one

      Chapter Twenty-two

      Chapter Twenty-three

      Chapter Twenty-four

      Chapter Twenty-five

      Chapter Twenty-six

      Chapter Twenty-seven

      Chapter Twenty-eight

      Chapter Twenty-nine

      Chapter Thirty

      Chapter Thirty-one

      Chapter Thirty-two

      Chapter Thirty-three

      Chapter Thirty-four

      Chapter Thirty-five

      Chapter Thirty-six

      Chapter Thirty-seven

      Chapter Thirty-eight

      Chapter Thirty-nine

      Chapter Forty

      Chapter Forty-one

      Chapter Forty-two

      Chapter Forty-three

      Chapter Forty-four

      Chapter Forty-five

      Chapter Forty-six

      Chapter Forty-seven

      Chapter Forty-eight

      Chapter Forty-nine

      Chapter Fifty

      Chapter Fifty-one

      Chapter Fifty-two

      Chapter Fifty-three

      Chapter Fifty-four

      Chapter Fifty-five

      Chapter Fifty-six

      Chapter Fifty-seven

      Chapter Fifty-eight

      Chapter Fifty-nine

      Chapter Sixty

      Chapter Sixty-one

      Chapter Sixty-two

      Chapter Sixty-three

      Chapter Sixty-four

      Chapter Sixty-five

      Chapter Sixty-six

      Chapter One

      Lee Campbell stood looking at the naked body draped over the altar of the church. The girl’s delicate white skin was pale as the cold marble floor beneath his feet, in stark contrast to the vivid red wounds slashed across her torso and the purple bruising around her neck.

      “Come on, Marie, talk to me,” he whispered. He bent down over her, looking for petechial hemorrhaging in or around the eyes, but could find none. The lack of patterned abrasions meant there had been no ligature. “So he used his hands,” he murmured.