Inspector Karin Lietze returns from holiday to find that nothing has changed, except for the worse. The sun is even hotter, the coffee machine doesn't work, and there are two serial killers on the loose. The Stamper strangles foreign women and stamps T for Turk, C for Chilean or P for Pole on their heads. Another kills men after sex, with a karate chop to the neck, and then there is the JoAnne Little Brigade, taking revenge on men for violence against women... A gripping story of tension and pressure in Berlin, the summer before the Wall came down.
Peter Schmidt seziert auf hochst amusante und entlarvende Weise das Bose in all seinen erschreckenden, hinterhaltigen Facetten ... In einem abgelegenen Westberliner Hotel treffen sich Geheimdienstveteranen, ausgemusterte Agenten verschiedener westlicher Geheimdienste, eingeladen von Asch, einem ehemaligen Geheimdienst-As. Alle munkeln, dass Asch eine groe Sache vorhabe, aber niemand wei etwas Genaues. Asch, unzufrieden und gelangweilt von seinem Leben auf dem Abstellgleis, will seine ehemaligen Kollegen dazu bringen, einen geheimen Veteranenclub zu grunden: Sie sollen ihr Wissen, ihre alten Kenntnisse und Beziehungen in die Waagschale werfen, um die Entspannungspolitik zu unterstutzen. Man will Druck ausuben und durch gezielte Informationen Politik machen. Denn ihr altes Wissen ist immer noch von unschatzbarem Wert. Mit seiner Hilfe konnten Politiker diskreditiert und beeinflusst, wenn nicht sogar gesturzt werden. Mit viel Enthusiasmus entwirft Asch das Bild einer friedlichen Welt. Frank Sander, auch ein alter Profi, halt das alles fur Spinnerei. Er vermutet, dass hinter der Sache etwas anderes stecken muss. Ein Mordanschlag auf ihn bestatigt seinen Verdacht. - - - Uberarbeitete Neuausgabe der Erstausgabe im Rowohlt-Verlag. Copyright (c) 2015 Peter Schmidt.
An axe-wielding psychopath carves young Dora Suarez into pieces and smashes the head of Suarez's friend, an elderly woman. On the same night, in the West End, a firearm blows the top off the head of Felix Roatta, part-owner of the seedy Parallel Club. The unnamed narrator, a sergeant in the Metropolitan Police's Unexplained Deaths division, develops a fixation on the young woman whose murder he investigates. And he discovers that Suarez's death is even more bizarre than suspected: the murderer ate bits of flesh from Suarez's corpse and ejaculated against her thigh. Autopsy results compound the puzzle: Suarez was dying of AIDS, but the pathologist can't tell how the virus was introduced. Then a photo, supplied by a former Parallel hostess, links Suarez to Roatta, and inquiries at the club reveal how vile and inhuman exploitation can become. I Was Dora Suarez is the fourth book in the Factory series
New York Times bestselling author Carl Hiaasen serves up a humorous helping of "taut, fast-paced action...crisp and hot"
After dispatching a pistol-packing intruder from his home with the help of a stuffed Marlin head, Mick Stranahan can't deny that someone is out to get him. His now-deceased intruder carries no I.D., and as a former Florida state investigator, Stranahan knows there are plenty of potential culprits. His long list of enemies includes an off point hit man, a personal injury lawyer of billboard fame, a notoriously irritating TV journalist, and a fumbling plastic surgeon.
Now, if he wants to keep fishing into his golden years, Stranahan has no choice but to come out of retirement to close this one last case...
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