Colter Shaw is an itinerate “reward-seeker,” traveling the country to help police solve crimes and private citizens locate missing persons.
When he learns of a reward for a missing college student in Silicon Valley, he takes the job. The investigation quickly thrusts him into the dark heart of Silicon Valley and the cutthroat billion-dollar video gaming industry–and then a second kidnapping happens…and this victim turns up dead.
The clues soon point to one video game, The Never Game, in which the player has to survive after being left abandoned.
Is a madman bringing that game to life? If so, Shaw has to stop him before he strikes again…and before he figures out that Shaw is on his trail.
A new series begins – the Hunter and Tate Mysteries.
Book #1 is OK. Easy reading.
I doubt I’ll continue with the series.
True crime podcaster Ella Tate is shaken to her core by the horrific assault and murder of Josie Wheatly, a teacher she has never met … because not only had Josie moved into Ella’s vacated apartment three months earlier, but her Facebook photos reveal a striking resemblance between the two women.
Within days, two people close to Ella are harmed, and she fears that she’s become the target of twisted revenge from her crime-reporting days.
Reluctantly teaming up with her neighbour Tony, a hairdresser who loves the finer things in life, and Liam Hunter, the persistent detective assigned to the cases, Ella struggles to stay one step ahead before she becomes the target of the final kill.
I was twenty one years when I wrote this song I’m twenty two now, but I won’t be for long People ask when will you grow up to be a man But all the girls I loved at school Are already pushing prams I loved you then as I love you still Though I put you on a pedestal They put you on the pill I don’t feel bad about letting you go I just feel sad about letting you know
I don’t want to change the world I’m not looking for a new England I’m just looking for another girl I don’t want to change the world I’m not looking for a new England I’m just looking for another girl
I loved the words you wrote to me But that was bloody yesterday I can’t survive on what you send Every time you need a friend I saw two shooting stars last night I wished on them but they were only satellites It’s wrong to wish on space hardware I wish, I wish, I wish you’d care
I don’t want to change the world I’m not looking for a new England I’m just looking for another girl I don’t want to change the world I’m not looking for a new England I’m just looking for another girl Looking for another girl Looking for another girl Looking for another girl…
When I realized my favourite character, Lewis, was not going to be in this story, I was disappointed.
BUT a murder mystery set in a December blizzard in Iceland turned out to be right up my alley. 😀
Losing ground in his fight against post-traumatic claustrophobia, war veteran Peter Ash has no intention of getting on an airplane–until a grieving woman asks Peter to find her eight-year-old grandson.
The woman’s daughter has been murdered. Erik, the dead daughter’s husband, is the sole suspect, and he has taken his young son and fled to Iceland for the protection of Erik’s lawless family.
Finding the boy becomes more complicated when Peter is met at the airport by a man from the United States Embassy. For reasons both unknown and unofficial, it seems that Peter’s own government doesn’t want him in Iceland. …