The Night is Deep (Liam Dempsey, #2)

by Joe Hart

bouncing against his shoulder blades, scrawny legs pumping. The alley seemed to elongate as they ran, light filtering between the buildings like bladed things that would flay skin if touched. Liam squinted, the adrenaline rolling through his veins in a white-water current. He could still hear the gunshots, their ringing clear like a tolling bell over the hill. He poured on more speed, sure that

its muzzle like a dark sun staring with blind violence. Liam’s gun sights flooded his view, their three dots leveling with one another, only Abford’s grimacing face above them. Now he could

said. Reilly stared at Liam for a long moment before flicking his gaze to Owen. “I understand Mr. Dempsey is not an official investigator on this case.” “He’s here at my request,” Owen said. “And the lead detective has given him the same power as any official working to find Val.”