Call of the Void

Call of the Void

by J.T. Siemens
Call of the Void

Call of the Void

by J.T. Siemens


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Now a fully-fledged private investigator, Sloane Donovan is bored by her latest task of keeping a debauched starlet alive and out of the headlines as she films a movie in Vancouver. When she and her partner Wayne Capson are contacted by a grieving mother looking to resurrect the cold case of her missing daughter, Sloane finds herself inexorably drawn into a clandestine world of disappearing girls, illegal narcotics and loose ends dating back forty years.
Careening from the hardest edges of the city to creepy rural backroads where cries go unheard, Sloane's relentless quest places the people closest to her at risk, while her own personal demons threaten to devour her. Lightning-paced and unputdownable, Call of the Void cements Sloane Donovan's position amid the new generation of hard-boiled sleuths.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781774390863
Publisher: NeWest Publishers, Limited
Publication date: 03/01/2024
Series: Sloane Donovan Mysteries , #2
Pages: 360
Product dimensions: 5.00(w) x 8.00(h) x 1.00(d)

About the Author

J.T. Siemens moved to Vancouver to become a personal trainer, but feels fortunate to have discovered his true love: writing crime fiction. After studying screenwriting at Capilano University, he followed it up with creative writing at the University of British Columbia and Simon Fraser University. To Those Who Killed Me, his first book in the Sloane Donovan series, was nominated for the Arthur Ellis Unhanged Award and was published in 2022. He lives in the West End of Vancouver with his fiancée and two cats.

Read an Excerpt

For a long time, I believed that if I ran fast enough, the dead couldn't catch up with me.

I was wrong.

But it didn't stop me from trying.

Feet gliding over rock, root, and earth, my body felt so light that at any moment I might lift off the earth's surface and fly. With a fresh gust of speed, I caught up to a lanky and bearded runner, his numbered race bib reading 67. As I passed him, he gave a double take, his eyes registering shock at having been passed by a woman.

The trail rose abruptly, and I heard him huffing as he scrambled to catch me. A glance at my watch timer revealed 5:36:10 ... 11... 12 ...

Crossing a wooden footbridge over a deep ravine, I glimpsed a rushing creek at the bottom.

Flash. An ancient Winnebago abandoned in a snowy forest.

A scream from within.

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