Resultados para "The Nose" en Policíaca, negra y suspense

Madrid, 2023. El cuerpo desnudo de una mujer aparece rodeado de velas, con una orquídea y una alianza sobre el pecho. La escena recuerda inquietantemente al modus operandi de un infame asesino en serie encarcelado hace dieciséis años. La inspectora Nausica Yuste, de la Unidad Central de Delincuencia Especializada y Violenta, se enfrenta a un caso perturbador: un copycat, un imitador que parece conocer detalles íntimos de los crímenes pasados.

El hallazgo en los terrenos de El Prat de Llobregat de los restos de un avión de combate alemán accidentado en un vuelo de exhibición en 1940, saca a la luz los restos del fuselaje y los huesos del piloto. Sebastian, periodista de un diario local de El Prat, cubre la noticia con ayuda de su amigo Vidal, técnico del aeropuerto, que le aporta valiosa información. Un año más tarde, le tocará investigar la muerte de su amigo junto a Lorena, una antigua compañera de clase, que trabaja ahora como agente de la Guardia Urbana de Barcelona.

Tory knew Carl was odd—the meticulous clothes, the creepy smile, the strange coffee orders—but she never imagined how dangerous he truly was until she woke up trapped in an exact replica of The Daily Grind—her own workplace, methodically recreated by the man she always thought of as harmless, if a little strange. Her job hasn't changed: serve Carl coffee, day after horrifying day, following his rigid routine. But this time, any mistake could cost her her life.

I've survived combat zones and classified missions. But watching her walk into danger? That might kill me. The assignment seemed straightforward: pose as a dutiful boyfriend while she infiltrates a finance mogul’s operation. Keep her safe. Keep my distance. Get the evidence and get out. Simple, until the mogul hired me as his personal security. Now I have a front-row seat to his empire of greed—and his predatory interest in the brilliant woman I'm supposed to be pretending to love. Every day I watch him dangle millions in front of her like bait, testing her limits, pushing her boundaries.

While men made war, women were expected to keep the peace. I had loved a man before. I swore that would never happen again. So marrying for the sake of the family wasn’t the worst thing. That’s what I thought. I was a mafia princess after all, and serving as a trading item was my only role in this world ruled by men. But the man waiting for me at the altar wasn’t the one who my uncle had given me to.

I know what love is. After witnessing its devastation, I’ve shied away from it, Until Atlas. I never thought I’d ignore the red flags and wave a white one. Surrendering to Atlas in the most delectable way, I didn’t realize he’d been playing me all along Until I found myself at his mercy. They say love can heal all wounds, But what about the scars left behind?