L.A. Requiem #8 : Elvis Cole and Joe Pike: Book 8

“Terrific entertainment... A powerful portrait of Los Angeles in our time: swift, colorful, gripping, a real knockout.”—Dean KoontzThe day starts like any other in L.A. The sun burns hot as the Santa Ana winds blow ash from mountain fires to coat the glittering city. But for private investigator Joe Pike, the city will never be the same again. His ex-lover, Karen Garcia, is dead, brutally murdered with a gun shot to the head.Now Karen's powerful father calls on Pike (a former cop) and his partner, Elvis Cole, to keep an eye on the LAPD as they search for his daughter's killer--because in the luminous City of Angels, everyone has secrets, and even the mighty blue have something to hide. But what starts as a little procedural hand-holding turns into a deadly game of cat-and-mouse. For a dark web of conspiracy threatens to destroy Pike and Cole's twelve-year friendship—if not their lives. And L.A. just might be singing their dirge.Praise for L.A. Requiem“One of the best crime novels I've ever read. Absolutely terrific!”—David Baldacci“Darker, denser, deeper, and more satisfying than anything he's written before.”—The Denver Post“[A] whodunit with salsa and soul... [Crais] keeps his plot pounding along.”—People

the Day Starts Like Any Other In L.a. The Sun Burns Hot As The Santa Ana Winds Blow Ash From Mountain Fires To Coat The Glittering City. But For Private Investigator Joe Pike, The City Will Never Be The Same Again. His Ex-lover, Karen Garcia, Is Dead, Brutally Murdered With A Gun Shot To The Head.

now Karen's Powerful Father Calls On Pike (a Former Cop) And His Partner, Elvis Cole, To Keep An Eye On The Lapd As They Search For His Daughter's Killer—because In The Luminous City Of Angels, Everyone Has Secrets, And Even The Mighty Blue Have Something To Hide. But What Starts As A Little Procedural Hand-holding Turns Into A Deadly Game Of Cat-and-mouse. For A Dark Web Of Conspiracy Threatens To Destroy Pike And Cole's Twelve-year Friendship—if Not Their Lives. And L.a. Just Might Be Singing Their Dirge.

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private Eye Partner Joe Pike, A Tough And Taciturn Ex-l.a.p.d. Officer With A Shadowed Past, To Help Search For The Missing Daughter Of Tortilla King Frank Garcia. Alternating First And Third Person Narration, The Novel Probes The Characters And Their Problems, Illuminates The Los Angeles Scene, And Keeps The Reader Guessing In Masterful Fashion. If You Had Crais Pegged As A West Coast Robert B. Parker (i.e., Magical Style But Invisible Plot), This Complex And Enormously Entertaining Novel Should Change Your Mind.

Cole's partner, the tight-lipped, charm-free Joe Pike, gets a call from his friend Frank "Tortilla" Garcia. Not only is Garcia a wealthy businessman, he's a political heavyweight and father of Karen, Joe's ex. Frank sends the gumshoe duo out to find his girl, but the boys are beaten to the punch by the men in blue: Karen is found in a park with a bullet in her brain. The two stay on the case, but when another murder points to Pike as a suspect, things take a turn for the worse. The boys on the force are all too willing to put Pike away--he has a checkered past. When Cole attempts to save Pike, he finds a lot more than he bargained for A reckoning has come to the City of Angels ... Karen Garcia is missing and her father doesn't trust the cops he wants someone he knows on the case so he enlists the help of Elvis Cole and Joe Pike. It seems that Karen is the latest victim of a distinctive serial killer and the police are determined to pin her death, and four others, on the witness who found her body. Cole doesn't believe the man has the guts to murder, and with his partner and the police at each other's throats, it's down to him to find the connection that will reveal the killer. But nailing the murderer means choosing between the two people he cares most about .. When Joe Pike's former lover is found dead at a reservoir in the Hollywood Hills, he and private investigator Elvis Cole are brought in by the woman's father, a rich Hispanic who does not trust the police, to monitor the police investigation. But Pike is no stranger to the men and women in the LAPD's elite Robbery-Homicide Division, at least one of whom has been harboring a long-buried desire for revenge Uniformed LAPD Officer Joe Pike could hear the banda music even with the engine idling, the a.c. jacked to meat locker, and the two-way crackling callout codes to other units.