Cult Following

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Lightning flashed in the sky like paparazzi chasing angels; the detonation that followed an instant later sounded more like dynamite going off than thunder. A September storm in Miami, Horatio Caine thought as he pulled his Hummer over to the curb and parked, was more like an aerial assault than a natural phenomenon. It could explode overhead with a boom so intense it sometimes jolted tourists into an involuntary shriek in response.

Horatio's only reaction to the explosion was a slight narrowing of his eyes. Years of living here had acclimatized him...but he still preferred the quiet of the Miami-Dade crime lab. His time on the bomb squad had given him a somewhat negative perspective on sudden, loud noises.

He gloved up, translucent white of the latex incongruous against the sleeves of his Hugo B ... read full excerpt from Cult Following ebook