Blurb: The bodies of high school and middle school kids are found dead from an overdose of heroin and fentanyl. The drug trade along the I-94 and I-43 corridors and the Milwaukee Metro area is controlled by MS-13, a violent gang originating from El Salvador. Ricardo Fuentes is sent from Chicago to Waukesha to find out who is cutting in on their business, shut it down and teach them a lesson. But he has an ulterior motive: find and kill a fifteen-year-old boy, George Tokay, who had killed his cousin the previous summer.
Detectives Jamie Graff, Pat O’Connor and Paul Eiselmann race to find the source of the drugs, shut down the ring, and find Fuentes before he kills anyone else, especially George or members of his family. The three detectives discover the ring has its roots in a high school among the students and staff.
I have an extract for you today from the latest Joseph Lewis crime thriller (for my review of the previous book, Spiral into Darkness, head here!):
Introduction to Detective Jamie Graff
Jamie Graff has been a staple and major character in all of Lewis’ work. He’s a thinker and a natural leader. He has formed a friendship with members of the FBI based upon cases they have solved together, and as much as he works with the FBI, the FBI seeks him out for his help. This passage gives insight into his character and his approach to police work and to his family.
Graff hated late night or early morning phone calls. They were almost always bad. Actually, no almost about it. They were all bad. His wife, Kelly, was already sitting up in bed by the time Jamie answered his cell.
“What do you have?”
“Another body. A boy who looks like a middle school kid.”
“Cause of death?”
Patrol Sargent Todd Collins hesitated, not wanting to say anything, but he did anyway.
“The ME hasn’t confirmed it so it isn’t definite, but it looks like another OD.”
Graff shut his eyes, rubbed his face and shook his head tiredly. So far, three high school kids and now a middle school kid.
“Where are you?”
“Alley behind Causeway.” As if he needed to explain further said, “The hardware store on Sunset near the hair place. Empire.”
As soon as Collins told him they were behind Causeway, he knew where they were. He knew his city. He knew his county. Graff looked at the alarm clock and saw that it was a couple of hours before he was going to get up. It was his day off. Rather, it was supposed to be his day off.
“Be there in thirty,” and he ended the call.
“Bad?” Kelly asked.
Graff didn’t like to bring his work home with him. His home, his life with Kelly and his son, Garrett, was his sanctuary, his island, and he didn’t want to poison it with his work. But Kelly was his best and closest friend, besides Jeremy Evans and Jeff Limbach, and as hard as he tried not to, he ended up sharing bits and pieces with her. Just bits and pieces. Not the whole story because he felt the whole story was too much. Kelly had disagreed, arguing that bits and pieces were worse because it left her imagination to fill in the rest.
Like the summer a year ago and that mess with Brett and the boys in Chicago. Like what had happened to George and Jeremy in Arizona. CNN and the local news filled in some of it, but Jamie had never told her what had taken place in that warehouse in Chicago. He never told her about the fire fight and how Gary Fitzpatrick ended up getting shot, or how little Mikey Erickson was so beaten up and how he started stuttering, or how Brett ended up in the hospital with a gunshot wound, or how George ended up with so many scars or why he was given both an open and a concealed carry for the large knife she often saw on his hip.
Jamie laid back down, his face buried in Kelly’s breasts.
“We don’t have time for this. You have to go catch bad guys.”
“The bad guys can wait.”
“Get going, big guy. You jump in the shower and brush your teeth. I’ll make you an egg sandwich and some coffee.”
“Friggin’ A,” Graff said. “I hate these calls.”
“You hate any calls that wake you up before you’re ready to get up.” She kissed the back of his head and said, “Get going, big guy.”
He sat up and said, “Crap,” but he crawled out of bed, both arms above his head as he stretched on his way to the bathroom.
– Joseph Lewis, Caught in a Web
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