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It begins with a chilling phone call. And ends with another girl dead.
College-age girls with long red hair are being brutally murdered, posed like victims in a film noir. Each crime scene is eerily similar to the twisted fantasy of a serial offender now serving thirty years to life—a criminal brought to justice with the help of Casey Woods and her investigative team, Forensic Instincts.
Call. Kill. Repeat.
But the similarities are more than one psychopath's desire to outdo another. As more red-haired victims are added to the body count, it becomes clear that each one has been chosen because of a unique connection to Casey….
Now the Forensic Instincts team must uncover the identity of a serial killer before his ever-tightening circle of death closes in on Casey, the ultimate target. As the stalker methodically moves in on his prey, his actions make two things clear: He knows everything about Casey. And he won't stop until she's dead.
- Sales Rank: #251736 in Books
- Published on: 2014-03-25
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 6.63" h x .97" w x 4.14" l, .0 pounds
- Binding: Mass Market Paperback
- 377 pages
Review
"The perfect blend of high-stakes action and gut-wrenching psychological suspense." --NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLING AUTHOR Iris Johansen
"Andrea Kane burst onto the thriller scene with the force of a wrecking ball. The Stranger You Know now establishes her as one of the very best." -Michael Palmer, New York Times bestselling author
"A truly great story that will have everyone looking forward to even more 'Forensic Instincts' books. Keep them coming!"
--Suspense Magazine
"Andrea Kane nails it perfectly with The Stranger You Know, a delicious and brilliant work of suspense that takes the reader hostage until the last page."-Rick Mofina, bestselling author
"The Stranger You Know is a must-read for thriller-lovers. Andrea Kane always hits home with edgy suspense, action and deep psychological tension. Characters come to life on her pages and you keep reading because you just can't stop!"
-New York Times bestselling author Heather Graham
"The Stranger You Know, the third of her FI novels, brings strong plotting, memorable characterization and suspense together to create yet another one-sit read . ... Given the deep bench of the FI team members and Kane's ability to create memorable, frightening and, above all, clever villains, the Forensic Instincts series should continue to be a popular one –Bookreporter.com
"The Forensics Instincts group has handled tough cases, but this time, founder Casey may be the victim if they can't stop a killer who butchers college girls with long red hair. Kane delves deep into the mind of a madman – or madmen - and sets up a vibe that will have readers jumping when the phone rings."--RT Book Reviews
About the Author
Andrea Kane’s psychological thriller THE GIRL WHO DISAPPEARED TWICE became an instant New York Times bestseller, the latest in a long string of smash hits. THE LINE BETWEEN HERE AND GONE is the next exhilarating installment in the Forensic Instincts series. With a worldwide following and novels published in over twenty languages, Kane is also the author of eight romantic thrillers and fourteen historical romances. She lives in New Jersey with her family.
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April
Offices of Forensic Instincts, LLC Tribeca, Manhattan, New York
Just one more body.
But this one had a name. And a grieving father who needed answers before he died.
Casey Woods shoved the dozens of newspaper clippings that she'd collected into the thick file and slapped it shut. Then she leaned back in her chair, pressing her fingers to her closed eyelids.
It was Sunday, just after dawn. The streets were sleepy, occupied only by ambitious joggers and early morning coffee drinkers headed for the nearest Starbucks.
The brownstone that housed the private investigative firm Forensic Instincts was quiet.
Casey—the company president—was alone in the building, other than her bloodhound, Hero, who was stretched out by her feet, resting but alert. Casey had been up and working all night. Sleep wasn't on her agenda. Work was.
As usual, she sat at the large second-floor conference room table, her notes sprawled in front of her. There were plenty of smaller offices to choose from in the four-story brownstone. She could even have worked in bed, since the fourth floor was her apartment. But the main conference room infused her with a sense of discipline and productivity she didn't get anywhere else.
She needed to be productive now.
She wasn't doing a hell of a good job.
Purposefully, she picked up the notes she'd printed out last night after her client meeting and reread them. She was unnerved, not by the meeting but by the entire case. That didn't make her happy. She liked being in control. She almost always was.
This time was different. It wasn't because this new assignment had come from the NYPD rather than from the client himself, but because it established a connection that was both unexpected and shocking. Not in the eyes of the police, who would have no reason to spot the common thread. But in Casey's eyes? Instant recognition. A major punch in the gut, and a throwback to a time of her life that had been traumatic.
The tragedy remained unbearably painful, even after fifteen years.
And now? A different case. A different victim. But the same university. The same year. The same basic physical descriptions. One victim was murdered. One was missing—possibly murdered.
How could all that be a coincidence?
The murder, which was branded in Casey's memory, had been tagged a cold case. Still, for her, it had never gone away. Now, out of the blue, it was back, albeit from an entirely different angle, centered on an entirely different girl. The enormity of it had hit her hard.
The first case—her case, the one involving her friend—had been the driving force that ultimately led her to form Forensic Instincts. She'd never forgotten, never gotten over it. And now, after talking to Mr. Olson last night, seeing how gaunt he was, reading the anguish in his hollow eyes, she found her own memories crashing back….
Casey nearly leaped from her chair as a firm hand was planted on her shoulder.
Instinctively, she whirled around to defend herself. Hero leaped up and began to bark at her abrupt reaction.
"Hey, both of you, take it easy. It's me." Patrick Lynch, one of her valued FI team members, walked around the conference table and lowered himself into a chair. Hero followed, and Patrick leaned down to scratch his ears. The human-scent evidence dog—the sole canine FI team member—sat down to enjoy the attention.
Simultaneously, a wall of floor-to-ceiling video screens began to glow, and a long green line formed across each panel, pulsing from left to right. "Good morning, Patrick," a computerized voice greeted him. The voice emanated from everywhere in the room, bending each line into the contours of the voice panel. "Casey, I apologize for not alerting you to Patrick's arrival before you became alarmed. But you did put me in sleep mode. I responded the instant I sensed activity." A pause. "Your heart rate has accelerated. There is no need."
"I can see that now, Yoda," Casey responded dryly. "A minute ago I thought I was being attacked." She'd long since ceased questioning the artificial intelligence system built by team member Ryan McKay. She just accepted that Ryan was a genius and Yoda was omniscient.
Patrick did the same. "Not to worry, Yoda," he said, addressing the voice. "I have a feeling Casey wasn't in a good place even before I walked in."
"Correct," Yoda confirmed. "She is under duress."
Casey didn't deny it. "You should be home with Adele," she told Patrick. "Your wife will have my head if she thinks I've got you slaving away on a Sunday morning without a damned good reason."
"Adele knows where I am, and she's fine with it." Patrick studied Casey's expression. "Besides, I couldn't sleep."
"So you drove in from New Jersey to visit, since you don't already spend enough hours at work?"
"No. I followed a hunch and made a phone call to Marc."
Marc Devereaux was Casey's first hire for Forensic Instincts, and her right hand. He was a former navy SEAL, former FBI agent and former member of the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit in Quantico, Virginia. He was the total package, and he'd been with Casey from the beginning.
"You haven't been yourself in days," Patrick continued. "Not since I introduced this case. Now I realize why. Marc was reluctant, but he finally filled me in on what he thought I should know. So here I am. I'm sorry, Casey. I never would have brought this case to the table if I had a clue what it meant to you personally, or what it would do to you."
"How could you have? Talk about a bizarre coincidence. What are the chances of that happening? And now that it has, my personal feelings shouldn't factor into it. The case is important. It has to be investigated."
Patrick arched a brow. "This is me you're talking to. Who's more apt to understand your internal conflict and ambivalence?"
Casey tucked a strand of shoulder-length red hair behind her ear. Patrick was right. He'd understand better than anyone. He'd lived through it firsthand.
He'd been an FBI agent for over thirty years before coming on board at Forensic Instincts. His joining the team had been the direct result of a child kidnapping case that had haunted him since early in his career and had resurfaced in a new form that was investigated by FI. The emotional reverberations had eaten away at him.
"This situation is different," Casey said. "You had no idea you were treading on my Achilles' heel. There's no need to feel guilty."
"I don't feel guilty. I feel responsible."
"You shouldn't. Captain Sharp is your friend."
Patrick nodded. He'd spent a chunk of his FBI time working the Joint Robbery Task Force with NYPD Captain Horace Sharp. They'd become tight. So when Horace had been approached by a dying neighbor, Daniel Olson, begging him for closure, convinced that his long-missing daughter had been murdered and pleading with him to find her body, Horace had agreed to try—if Forensic Instincts agreed to work the case jointly with his detectives. FI had the money and the manpower to give to this case-that-wasn't-a-case. The NYPD didn't. As a result, the retainer was an IOU—a favor to be redeemed sometime in the future. And the stipulation was that Forensic Instincts would work with the police detectives, not alone.
So, yes, Patrick had brought the case to the FI team.
But from the minute they'd sat around the table discussing it, he'd picked up on some weird vibes. He'd waited patiently for someone to fill him in. No one did. Not in three days. So he'd finally taken the bull by the horns and called Marc. And now he got it. This was close to home for Casey—maybe too close.
Watching her now, seeing how conflicted she was, only substantiated his concerns.
"Should I tell Horace we can't help Mr. Olson?"
"No." Casey gave a hard shake of her head. "You shouldn't. Our team has the skills. I have the insight. My reaction is my problem. Not yours." She paused for a moment. "But at least now you know the reason for my crazy behavior. I should have told you myself. I just wasn't ready."
Casey rose, walking over to the windows and folding her arms across her chest. "I'm not handling this well. It pisses me off that, after all this time, I'm still so emotionally affected."
"Stop beating yourself up. It is what it is. Delving back into the past is both a blessing and a curse. It reopens old wounds. It makes them bleed. But sometimes it also helps them heal."
A hint of a smile. "When did you become so philosophical?"
"It's called the voice of experience."
"Yes, well, your experience held you emotionally hostage for thirty-two years."
"You're right. It did. Which is precisely why I'm the person you should be talking to."
Casey couldn't dispute that. "In your case, you found closure. I thought I'd found some level of closure with my case, too—when they located Holly's body. But I was wrong. I guess I'll never get closure. Because the bastard who raped and killed Holly when we were in college was never caught. And that's what I'd need to find peace."
"I know." Patrick, as always, was blunt. "I also know that might never happen."
"Unless it turns out that Jan Olson was murdered and that her killer is the same offender who raped and killed Holly," Casey said quietly. "It's possible, Patrick. The facts are closely related. Maybe our investigation into Jan Olson's disappearance will lead us to Holly's killer."
Patrick didn't look surprised by Casey's theory. He'd obviously expected her mind to veer in that direction. It was natural, given the circumstances. "I hear you," he responded. "And I'm not arguing that the parallels are strong. But identifying the murderer after fifteen years? It's a long shot. And we were hired to find a body, not an offender."
"You don't need to remind me." Casey's jaw tightened. "Our job is to find the body of Daniel Olson's daughter. To help him find peace. Stage four pancreatic cancer is a death sentence. He's only got weeks or months to live."
"By giving him what he needs, we'll be paying tribute to your friend Holly," Patrick said. "You could look at it that way."
"My head knows that's true. But I'm having problems separating my head from my heart. I need objectivity in order to run this investigation." She turned to frown at Patrick. "And if you suggest that I take a backseat and let you head up this case—or worse, Marc, Ryan or Claire—I'll punch you first and call you a hypocrite second."
"Then lucky for me I wasn't going to do that. You've got a mean right hook." Patrick gave a wry smile—one that rapidly faded. "But, Casey, you're thrown by this. Badly. You've got to work through that. Why don't you tell me the details about your friend Holly? Marc was his usual tight-lipped self. He gave me just the need-to-know basics. You've discussed the details with him, and maybe even Ryan and Claire, but I think, in this situation, I'm the one who can help you focus."
"Marc knows more than anyone, except Hutch. Hutch is the only one I've totally broken down to."
Marc had introduced her to Hutch—Supervisory Special Agent Kyle Hutchinson—who was currently with the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit, and who'd become the man in Casey's life.
"Okay, so Hutch and Marc know," Patrick acknowledged. "Now it's time you talked to a kindred spirit—me."
"You could have researched the case yourself," Casey pointed out. "You certainly have the contacts."
"You're right. I do. But they could only supply me with facts. They couldn't offer me your perspective. Only you can. So I'm listening."
Casey nodded, walking over to make two cups of black coffee from their Keurig, then returning to the conference room table.
She handed a cup to Patrick, then took her own cup and sat down.
"I was a freshman at Columbia. My friend Holly Stevens lived off campus. She was a loner, very shy and reserved. She had a few close friends. I was one of them. We met in Psych 101 and hit it off. One day, she told me she sensed she was being followed, even stalked. I urged her to go to the police. She did. They had nothing solid to work with, so they arranged for a few patrol cars to keep an eye on her apartment. It wasn't enough."
Casey drew a slow, unsteady breath, staring into her coffee as she spoke. "Holly's body was found wrapped in a canvas tarp and tossed in a Dumpster a few weeks later. She'd been raped and murdered. It was a nightmare—one that could have been avoided with the proper resources."
"You weren't those resources, Casey. Not back then."
"But I was the one Holly confided in. Irrational as it might seem, I always felt that maybe I missed an opportunity to prevent what happened."
"That irrationality is what's getting in your way now. Lose it. You may not have had the right resources to do what should've been done then, but you have the right tools for what you need to do now. You have Forensic Instincts."
"Which is why I can't let this case slip through my fingers. Not that I blame the police for what happened to Holly. I don't. They did all they could. But a private investigative firm with our expertise could have done more. We could have focused our manpower and our skills on her predicament, dug deeper, put enough security on her to keep her safe. But, as you said, we didn't exist, not then. Now we do. And now I've been approached to help a dying man find his daughter's body—a man whose daughter could very well have been killed by the same psycho pervert who killed Holly. The time frame fits. The location fits. The vic-timology fits. If I'm right, that would make this bastard a repeat offender, maybe a serial killer. Which paints an even more gruesome story. He was never caught. Jan Olson's body was never found. How many others were there?"
"That's a question we might or might not be able to answer." Patrick took a deep swallow of coffee, continuing to share his thoughts with Casey in a calm, straightforward manner. "I know you want to go back and solve it all—catch the killer, assign names to all his victims and provide closure for all the families involved. Maybe we can make that happen. I don't know. What I do know is that the best way to increase our odds is to fulfill our obligation."
Follow the case that's been handed to us. Find Jan Olson's body.
"That's how it was with me, remember? Start with the present, step back into the past. This process is going to take you down some dark alleys. You're going to lose a lot of sleep and relive some painful memories. But you need this. Otherwise, you would have squashed the case the minute I brought it to the team. You knew it was too close to home, that you probably should refer it out. But you didn't. You're the president of Forensic Instincts. You made the call for us to take on the case—and you made it without missing a beat."
"You're right," Casey conceded. "I couldn't have lived with myself if I didn't see this through. For many reasons. Daniel Olson is dying. And if his theory is correct, if his daughter really did suffer the same fate as Holly, then she was raped, killed and dumped…somewhere. No father should have to die with those kinds of unanswered questions, and without his daughter's body being found. Plus, if the offender really was the same bastard who did that to Holly, then I have twice the motivation to solve this."
"Agreed." Patrick reached over and scooped up Casey's notes. "So let's review your interview with Daniel Olson. Then we'll go over all the newspaper articles you compiled. I got a glimpse of them. You dug up everything, not only about Jan's disappearance, but about the disappearances of all young women who lived in Manhattan during a five-year time span."
"I'm going to give the whole pile of them to Ryan and have him set up a database. But I know it's a stretch. Most of those young women probably just packed up and moved."
"Well, it's up to us to figure that out. So let's go. If anything rings a bell or recalls a memory that in any way relates to Holly, we'll zero in on it. Go with your gut. No one has better instincts than you do."
Casey smiled. "You'd make a great life coach."
"Not really. I've just been where you are. It took me thirty-two years to get my answers. Maybe we can come up with yours in half that time. Let's figure out what happened to Jan Olson. And let's find her."
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11 of 12 people found the following review helpful.
I Love A Good Mystery!
By PattyLouise
The Stranger You Know
by
Andrea Kane
My" in a nutshell" summary...
Glenn is a very bad man and is in jail and can't hurt anyone any more...or can he?
My thoughts about this book...
This was one of those fast paced crime/drama books that I am usually incapable of putting down until I finish it. If I do have to put it down...I think about it and yearn to get back to it.
This book fills all of my mystery loving needs.
We have Casey and her crew...her company is Forensic Instincts and they solve crimes.
She has a dog, a psychic, a four story building and an amazing crew.
She also has a psychotic criminal...who is in prison...but is still after her. He wants her hurt, raped, tortured and dead. He has ways and means and he wants Casey dead more than he has ever wanted anything. I might add that he is creepy...very very creepy!
What he does and how he goes about getting what he wants is scary, chilling, outrageous and the stuff nightmares are made of. It makes me further believe in the old adage...don't trust anyone...truly...do not trust anyone!
This book is deliciously good...just when you think you are safe...you are anything but. This book is well written...a perfect pace and a joy to mystery lovers.
What I loved about this book...
The events were freaking unbelievable.
What I did not love about this book...
You could say that it is just a tad predictable but that didn't bother me at all!
Final thoughts...
I think this book of Andrea Kane's will be an extremely exciting addition to any mystery lover's library!
My thank you's to the publisher, NetGalley, Amazon and my amazing Kindle Paper White for this book!
4 of 4 people found the following review helpful.
The Stranger You Know
By P. Woodland
This is my third novel by Andrea Kane in the Forensics Institute series - that being all of them. I must admit to liking this implausibly perfect group of individuals that have come together to create a super investigative agency to do what law enforcement can't because they have more money and pay less attention to things like warrants and rights and little things like that. But the purpose of books like these much like the purpose of one hour crime shows is to engage us, make us shake our heads and provide a little heart pumping drama. The Stranger You Know does that despite some utter stupidity on the part of very smart women.
In this installment the team has been hired to help find the daughter of a dying man. Her disappearance bears a striking resemblance to the rape and murder of Casey Wood's best friend from college. She hopes that in finding this girl she can solve that case too. As the team starts working red haired girls are being murdered and the killer is calling Casey, taunting her that she will be the finale. As they race to put the pieces together the psychopath gets closer to his end game. Who will survive?
This tale can stand alone from the other two novels but I think it helps to have read the previous books if only to understand the relationships between the players. Just knowing the back stories adds a depth of understanding that a reader might not have otherwise. The book does read along at a fast clip with events happening bing, bang, boom! There is a bit of time for romance and a couple of sex scenes not to mention the violence of the murder and rapes but one does not buy thrillers for sweetness and light. I admit to being caught by surprise at a couple of points which I always love in a suspense novel. But the two main women did act at the denouement with complete and utter stupidity that just didn't make sense with their intelligence levels. If an author is going to develop strong, intelligent women please have them act that way. Don't have them revert to idiots just so they can be saved by the big, strong men.
3.5
5 of 6 people found the following review helpful.
The Stranger You Know
By K. Branfield
The Stranger You Know, the third installment of Andrea Kane's Forensic Instincts series, hits close to home for the team members when a sadistic killer sets his sights on Casey Woods. Their investigation into a cold case bears a startling resemblance to a current string of grisly murders and leads the team to a murderer already behind bars. It soon becomes apparent the murderer is targeting Casey but why? And can they stop the murderous rampage before more innocent lives are taken?
In this third outing, the Forensics Instinct team is tighter than ever and all of their previous differences have been ironed out. While all of the members play vital roles in the latest investigation, it is Claire Hedgleigh who takes center stage as her unique abilities literally give her a front row seat to the killings. Her psychic talents are brilliantly showcased in The Stranger You Know and the in depth exploration of her special skills is incredibly fascinating.
The murderer is one step ahead of Forensic Instincts for pretty much the entire novel and some of the storyline is rather predictable. The team plays right into the killer's hand and some of their decisions fall into too stupid to live category. But in the end, all of the frustration is forgotten as Andrea Kane beautifully redeems The Stranger You Know with some very shocking and unexpected plot twists.
All in all, a pretty satisfying addition to the Forensics Instincts series. Although it can be read as a standalone, I highly recommend the entire series.
I received a complimentary copy for review.
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