Аннотация
Jeffery Deaver
The Skin Collector
Lincoln Rhyme – 11
The creatures I had seen were not men, had never been men. They were animals – humanised animals – triumphs of vivisection.
H. G. Wells, The Island of Doctor Moreau
Dedication
For Dennis, Patti, Melissa and Phillip
I
THE OUT OF PRINT BOOK
CHAPTER 1
TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 5
NOON
The basement.
She had to go to the basement.
Chloe hated it down there.
But they’d sold out of sizes ten and twelve Rue du Cannes – the tacky little floral number with scalloped hemline and plunging front – and she needed to replenish the racks, fill ’em up for the grazers. Chloe was an actress, not a retail fashion expert, and new to the store. So she hadn’t fathomed why, in a November impersonating January, these particular dresses were selling out. Until her boss explained that, even though the store was in alternative SoHo in Manhattan, the ZIP codes of ...
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