Smoke Screen (The Darcy Lynch Series Book 2)
"Smoke screen is wickedly intense and action packed with everything you'd want in a thriller." Robert Dugoni, New York Times and #1 Amazon Bestselling Author.
When a string of knockout-gas attacks followed by military-style kidnappings and vanishing witnesses hit Silicon Valley, Detectives Darcy Lynch and Erik Sorensen fear they’re facing a national security threat.
But soon things turn personal for Darcy, his girlfriend’s sister is missing, and the more they dig, the less she seems to be the ordinary college student everybody thought she was. Could she be entangled with the mastermind behind the attacks?
Set against the backdrop of Silicon Valley’s unrelenting startup culture, where fortunes can rise and fall in an instant, Smoke Screen is the sequel to Elin Barnes's debut novel, Justification for Murder.
looked used and might give CSU some fluid samples to match to possible perps. He went downstairs again, looking for Rachel. He found her across the hall from where they’d been earlier, where the other body was. “Are all these women pros, or is this more like a swingers’ thing?” Darcy asked, studying the body of a very tall woman with an Afro covered in blood. “You probably have both. Normally each person invited brings a guest of the opposite sex. Some people have open relationships where they
again. We never leave anybody behind—you know that. That’s who we are.” “Well, you should have left me. If you were really my friend, you should have killed me. Ended my misery. I would have been much happier that way. So fuck you. Take your beer and go fuck yourself. Leave me alone.” Gomez shut his eyes so hard his forehead furrowed. Ethan didn’t move. Gomez had this ritual of trying to make him feel like shit before he calmed down enough to have a good time. At first Ethan had wondered if
Sorensen and brought him up to speed. “Okay, I’ll call Loren. I’ll let you know what I find,” Sorensen said. This was the link they’d been waiting for. All the cases were connected through Blake Higgins and Ethan Mitchell. “Can I get you anything?” Darcy asked Jon. “Nah. Waiting for my mom’s pie.” He smiled, but his eyes never left the laptop. Darcy refilled his cup and went back to Jon’s room. The phone rang. It was Sorensen. “He didn’t have a lot of info but promised to find out more. On
could, Sorensen sped up to 80 mph, reaching CA-156 in less than an hour. Later they merged onto Highway 1, and Darcy navigated for another twenty-five minutes until they reached de la Rosa’s brother’s house. They parked half a block away and watched it for a few minutes. There was nothing especially suspicious. “Okay, let’s do it.” Darcy double-checked that his extra magazine was full and got out of the car. “The vests are in the trunk,” Sorensen said. Darcy stopped. “We’re just going to talk
but waited to open the door. “Is that it?” “Yes.” Her voice was coarse. She sounded more defeated than tired. Chapter 111 It was almost ten o’clock, and Mitchell hadn’t called. Darcy had felt like leaving after his little chat with Virago, but on his way out of the bullpen, he saw the photos of Saffron, Jon, and Aislin. He stopped and looked at the boards. De la Rosa and the other victims stared back at him, pleading. He went back to his desk and continued working. Sorensen showed up a