Homicide detective Franco Patrese returns in "a blood-soaked, full-throttle descent into hell and one of the best thrillers you will read this or any other year" (Lorenzo Carcaterra, author of Midnight Angels ).
CAN EVEN BLOOD WASH THEM CLEAN?
Disillusioned and bitter, hardened Pittsburgh cop Franco Patrese leaves police work and his birth town behind him. Accepting a job in the New Orleans FBI office, he comes to a city steeped in a dark, corrupt heritage. A beautiful woman approaches Patrese with whispers of human sacrifice. Two days later, she lies dismembered in a pool of blood--surrounded by voodoo symbols.
New Orleans homicide detective Selma Fawcett doesn't hide her dislike of the FBI intruding on her turf . . . or her distrust of anyone not born in the Big Easy. But a second similar murder forces them to work together . . . or fail. Their suspects range from unscrupulous politicians in high places to a ruthless woman who claims to be the reincarnation of the long-dead voodooienne Marie Laveau. Both Selma and Franco are the outsiders now, journeying into the dangerous heart of darkness, a poisonous miasma of secrecy and corruption. From the French Quarter to Natchez and the Bayou, they are now the tainted ones: two good cops, targeted by an unimaginably malevolent force. . . .