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Menschengemachte Netze sind die gefährlichsten … Als Ryan O'Connelly – der unfreiwillige Komplize einer Bankräuberin, die zur Serienmörderin wurde – dem FBI durch die Maschen schlüpfte, rechnete niemand damit, je wieder von ihm zu hören, geschweige denn damit, dass er sich stellen würde. Doch fast ein Jahr nach seiner erfolgreichen Flucht taucht er beim FBI auf und hat Informationen, die Special Agent Winter auf die Spur eines brutalen Serienkillers führen.

Moore County Nightlife and Live Music Scene. Co-Hosts Mary Stone and Matthew Battise interview musicians, bar owners and people involved in the Southern Pines and Pinehurst area bar and music scene.

Ein Strafgefangener, der in der Nacht, als der Preacher gestellt wurde, an einem Massaker in einer Mall beteiligt war, wird von einer gut gezielten Kugel aus fast einer Meile Entfernung getötet. Als mehrere mutmaßliche Vergewaltiger und Mörder tot aufgefunden werden, wird das Tatmuster erkennbar: Der Killer handelt als Richter, Jury und Henker in solchen Fällen, die die Polizei unter den Teppich kehrt. Winter weiß genau, wo die Trennlinie zu ziehen ist – das hat sie in der Nacht gelernt, als ihre Eltern abgeschlachtet wurden und ihr kleiner Bruder verschwand.

Der Preacher ist tot, der Fall gelöst, doch nun wird Special Agent Winter Black anscheinend von ihrem verschollenen Bruder verhöhnt, den der Preacher gekidnappt hatte. Er hinterlässt eine Spur, die zu ihrem ehemaligen Elternhaus in Harrisonburg führt. Winter erfährt immer mehr und liegt nun im Kampf mit ihrem eigenen Inneren, denn der primitive Teil ihrer selbst, der während der Ermittlungen zum Mord an ihren Eltern auf Geheimniskrämerei und Rachsucht eingeschworen war, meldet sich zurück.

The man who’s been stalking Private Investigator Winter Black is dead, but he wasn’t working alone. Threats linger in the shadows, and she can’t shake the chilling feeling that she’s being watched. It’s about to get personal…again. A flyer advertising her business—Black Investigations—was found on the tenth-floor balcony of a woman who apparently jumped to her death. Except Winter has never seen the brochure before. Stranger still, her two newest clients received the same fake flyer, along with a blackmail letter.

Private detective Winter Black finally knows the identity of the puppeteer behind the recent string of murders she’s been entangled in investigating—the same man who’s been stalking and tormenting her for weeks. But when he leaves recent photographs he took of her and Noah, her husband’s eyes scratched out, his vendetta becomes frighteningly real. And terrifyingly personal. Because Noah is missing. The nightmare becomes disturbingly real when Noah’s wedding band is placed on Winter’s doorstep, accompanied by a taunting note written in cryptic, video game jargon.

For twelve years, I’ve buried my secrets, trying to live the perfect life. I’m married to a wonderful man, and I have a rewarding career at Camp Wildfire—a sanctuary for troubled teens nestled on the edge of a sprawling forest. Life looks good on the surface, but one crack and it could all fall apart. Turns out, that crack has a name. Amanda. Her arrival rips open old wounds, forcing me to confront the past I’ve kept hidden from everyone, including my husband. The secrets I’ve buried are threatening to destroy me—and I’ve recently learned that I’m not the only one hiding something big.

Haunted by dreams of the boy whose life she shattered and burdened by dark family secrets she's only just begun to understand, Private Investigator Winter Black is trying to keep her life from falling apart. With her husband on a yearlong break from the FBI, the bills are piling up, and Winter has no choice but to take on even the most mundane cases. Serving a summons should be easy. Until the man she served is found dead the next day. His wife too.

In the aftermath of another harrowing case, FBI agent turned private investigator Winter Black is battling personal demons: guilt, her grandmother’s failing health, a strained alliance with a key detective, and the eerie knowledge that someone has been spying on her family. Amid these trials, Winter’s newest case emerges as a rare glimpse of normalcy, offering a seemingly simple investigation far removed from the deadly threats that have marked her recent past. Until her new client turns up dead, a knife through his heart.

Sexual harassment isn’t the type of case Private Investigator Winter Black usually takes. But it’s a distraction from whoever’s been sending creepy texts to her phone and set up cameras to spy on her home and office. And after her new client reveals that one of her female coworkers hanged herself after fending off their boss’s sexual advances, Winter suspects there’s more to the story. When another woman disappears, she’s certain. Posing as an employee, Winter sets her sights on uncovering the truth, starting with the powerful and well-connected boss who seems intent on showing her the ropes.

A local man has fatally overdosed on fentanyl at the ice cream parlor after polishing off a salted caramel cone. No history of drug use, no needles, no signs of addiction—only a body filled with poison. Rebecca suspects something far worse than a tragic accident. But how does fentanyl find its way into a dessert? When a father and his two children are poisoned by fentanyl after eating at a local diner, Rebecca comes to a startling realization. A sadistic killer is playing a dangerous game of chance, turning routine moments into fatal traps.

When a fisherwoman reports seeing a local young woman potentially assaulted or abducted, Shadow Island Sheriff Rebecca West’s heart constricts. The disappearance of three other girls in the span of a week can’t be a coincidence. But other than being about the same age, everything else about the girls and their mysterious disappearances are inconsistent. Besides, since all are legal adults with no jobs but plenty of nice things, it’s entirely possible they just took off on an impromptu vacation. Except none of the girls took their car. And no one is answering their phone.

The path to power is paved with blood. In the wake of a landmark election on Shadow Island, the tide of power is set to turn. Newly elected Sheriff Rebecca West stands ready to dismantle the Yacht Club’s ruthless grip over the island. And she isn’t alone. She has her team as well as the newly elected chair of the Select Board by her side. But victory comes at a perilous cost. The ballots have barely been counted when tragedy strikes. The new Select Board Chair’s life hangs by a thread after a deliberate sabotage turns her victory drive into a fight for survival.

Death is only the beginning. Shadow Island is a wreck. Buildings lay in rubble, construction crews swarm the island, and the aftermath of the Yacht Club Massacre has left many dead. But at least Sheriff Rebecca West put an end to the violence against young girls by dismantling the elite men’s club. Or so she thought. When a teenage girl is found stabbed and half-buried in a makeshift grave at the local cemetery, her arms carved with occult symbols, whispers of dark rituals and black magic spread through the community. The victim’s friends insist she died from the legendary witch’s curse.

When the dead can't speak, the shadows whisper their secrets. There’s never a dull moment on Shadow Island, especially for its small but growing sheriff’s department. This time, Sheriff Rebecca West, along with new deputy Viviane Darby, discover a man hanging from the rafters of the caretaker’s shed at Oceanview Cemetery. Does death follow Rebecca? Or does she attract it? The scene suggests suicide—an unlocked padlock, a rope, a toppled bench, and the lifeless body.

Just a few short months ago, Sheriff Rebecca West thought her toughest battles were behind her. But nothing could have prepared her for the turmoil she’s faced since coming to Shadow Island. Attempts on her life. Heartbreak. Betrayal. And that’s just the beginning. The worst is yet to come. Still reeling from the shocking discovery of who’s behind Shadow Island’s exclusive and depraved "men’s" club, Rebecca is determined to take them down. There’s only one problem. One by one, the members end up dead. Tongues cut out, hands chopped off—the message is clear...

Ein Strafgefangener, der in der Nacht, als der Preacher gestellt wurde, an einem Massaker in einer Mall beteiligt war, wird von einer gut gezielten Kugel aus fast einer Meile Entfernung getötet. Als mehrere mutmaßliche Vergewaltiger und Mörder tot aufgefunden werden, wird das Tatmuster erkennbar: Der Killer handelt als Richter, Jury und Henker in solchen Fällen, die die Polizei unter den Teppich kehrt. Dann aber gerät ein FBI-Mitarbeiter in Verdacht.

Sometimes, the beginning is the end. For 13 years, FBI Special Agent Winter Black has been haunted by a man who performed heinous acts. Murdering her parents. Abducting her baby brother. Leaving her in a coma that changed her life forever. For 13 years, she’s suffered mentally and physically. Often doubted her sanity and ability to move forward to achieve her goal of bringing that brutal man down. Thirteen years of regret. Of hope. Of fear. Of hate.

When the survivors of the massacre at the Riverside Mall are murdered one after the other, the police suspect a serial killer and turn to the FBI. Winter Black is on the case, working to track down the third person involved in the mass shooting that happened the same night she took down The Preacher, the man who killed her parents. The hit list is long, while the list of suspects is short, and when the killer ends up dead, the suspect list narrows down to a pinpoint.

In this series of linked stories, the child narrator Veve cannot fathom all the mysteries of her family’s life together, but by watching and listening, she pieces together a painful past. Played out against the backdrop of rural hardship and deprivation on the family’s Kansas farm, the secret in her father’s previous life eventually explains his harsh treatment of the three older children and her mother’s bitterness over his countless misunderstandings and slights.