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In the words of Lee Child on Gone to Dust, “I want more of Nils Shapiro.” New York Times and Emmy Award-winning author Matt Goldman happily obliges by bringing the Minneapolis private detective back for another thrilling, stand alone adventure in The Shallows.
Business is booming for private investigator Nils Shapiro and his partners.
Lawyer Todd Rabinowitz is found tied to the dock outside his Minnesota home with a fishing stinger through his jaw. His widow, Robin Rabinowitz, calls Nils to the crime scene and asks him to investigate her husband’s savage murder. She’s not the only one. Soon, Nils has more job offers then he can handle. Robin’s boyfriend. Todd’s partner at his law firm. One of Todd’s clients, a polarizing Congressional candidate. The local police, in over their heads. The FBI.
Their motives are complicated at best, and as Nils unravels the convoluted case, the bodies pile up. Someone doesn’t want him to discover what happened to Todd, and won’t stop until they silence Nils as well.
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316 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 4, 2019
“I never trust someone with a clean and neat desk.”
“Why didn’t you untie the stringer from the dock, then pull your husband up on shore? Oh, and, Mrs. Rabinowitz, I’m going to need a five-thousand-dollar retainer if you want me to work for you.”
“You have two choices. I cannot work for you or work for you and tell people I’m not. Your decision. And you need to make it right now.”
“I followed him up from the lake and toward the house on a path of crushed limestone. The white-blue LED floods revealed a lawn of deep green. Hydrangeas and lilies grew in carved-out planting beds topped with mulched cedar. It smelled fresh and good. The frogs and crickets couldn’t stop singing about it.”
“We gathered around a big table in a small room at FBI headquarters in Brooklyn Center. The table was so big in comparison to the room you could barely get around it without walking sideways, as if you were traversing a narrow ledge, your back to the wall.”