By Joe Schreiber
“You have a truly gorgeous little girl,” breathed the voice at the mobile. And similar to that, Susan younger is drawn right into a dwelling nightmare.
A stranger has abducted Sue’s daughter, Veda. yet he doesn’t wish her cash, in simple terms her suffering–and he'll kill Veda if Sue doesn’t stick with his each command. With distinctive directions, the faceless abductor leads Sue right into a blinding storm from snow at the longest evening of the yr, to a spot she has no longer traveled to when you consider that adolescence. The voice at the different finish of the road someway is aware Sue’s inner most, so much chilling secret–an ominous incident from her previous, buried lengthy ago...
Across the loneliest again roads of Massachusetts, within the black expanse of a brand new England iciness, Sue is pressured to confront her such a lot lousy fears as she is met at each one step via ever expanding horrors created by means of a monster who's absolutely whatever lower than human. within the wish of saving her daughter from a kidnapper whose starting place turns out darker than something she may possibly ever have imagined, Sue will become aware of simply how a lot trauma and fright the human physique is able to absorbing.
Set over the process a unmarried evening, Chasing the lifeless is a fast paced, ferociously annoying supernatural mystery. With the ability of masters like Dean Koontz and David Morrell, Joe Schreiber has created a tableau of outrage and horror, dying and destruction, that might draw you in and not allow you to move.
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I could only lie sprawled on the little table, my feet brushing the floor as my legs dangled over the side. I heard a dull rip, the rending of fabric, and Nathan pressed something into my hand. Half of his T-shirt, I noted with a giggle. ” he asked, out of breath. I smiled, sitting up and winding the shirt around my bleeding palm. “Nothing. ” “I’m glad you feel good,” he said, eyeing me warily. ” I giggled again. I couldn’t help it. ” He bent his arm with a grimace. “No, but it hurt like hell. ” I reached for my jeans and pulled them on.
You’re a pain in the ass, is what you are,” Nathan said, his voice full of relief and love and happiness despite the fact that so much still lay ahead of us. ” I heard Ziggy’s rustling movements, then a small noise of approval. ” Nathan asked. Ziggy yawned. “You two. ” “Ah, well, I knew that, too,” Nathan said offhandedly. ” “I’m glad somebody let me in on it,” I said sleepily, my eyes drifting closed. ” he asked, suddenly alarmed and eager all at once. “Nathan’s my sire,” I responded on a yawn.
He’s alive,” Nathan said, his brow furrowing. ” The friendly vibe fled the scene, replaced by something electric and cold. Something ready to escalate, like the feeling of doom right before you grab the doorknob that gives you a wicked electric shock. ” Max shrugged, then half smiled, but I could tell from the nervous glint in his eyes that he knew he’d said the disastrously wrong thing. Nathan grabbed him by the front of the shirt and pushed him against the wall. Some plaster fell from the ceiling, and the wall creaked ominously.