The Grave Between Us (A Noah & Cole Thriller, #2)

by Tal Bauer

The worst murderers twanged like tuning forks struck against brimstone, and the only way to stop them, to catch them, was to harmonize with their discordance, if only for a moment.

The sense of smell is the recognition of particulate matter, his mind recited as he watched the team work. I’m smelling his death. The victim’s body was inside Cole, going deeper with every inhale. Crawling inside him, into his brain, into his lungs.

Noah’s silence was enough, it seemed, for him to know the edges of the truth.

Love was active. Love was engaged. Love was being there, day in and day out.