The Devil's Code
Chapter One
ST. JOHN CORBEIL
A beautiful fall night in Glen Burnie, a Thursday, autumn leaves
kicking along the streets. A bicycle with a flickering headlamp,
a dog running alongside, a sense of quiet. A good night for a cashmere
sportcoat or small black pearls at an intimate restaurant down
in the District; maybe white Notre Dame—style tapers and a rich
controversial senator eating trout with a pretty woman not his wife.
Like that.
Terrence Lighter would have none of it.
Not tonight, anyway. Tonight, he was on his own, walking back
from a bookstore with a copy of SmartMoney in his hand and a
pornographic videotape in his jacket pocket. He whistled as he
walked. His wife, April, was ... read full excerpt from The Devil's Code ebook
