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Harry felt that familiar cold prickle at the base of his spine. He wasn't just a visitor anymore; he was a hunter. And in this heat, under the gaze of a thousand strange stars, he knew the predator was already watching him back.

Harry sat at the far end of the bar, his long legs cramped under the stool. He was a tall, jagged silhouette against the mirror, his eyes scanning the room with the restless precision of a man who looked for trouble because he didn’t know how to look for anything else. In front of him sat a glass of tomato juice, an ascetic’s penance in a cathedral of vice. El Murcielago (Harry Hole 1) Jo Nesbo epub

"Show me," Harry said, and as they stepped out into the humid Australian night, the hunt for the killer—and his own demons—began in earnest. Harry felt that familiar cold prickle at the