Murder Takes Patience by Giacomo Giammatteo

Nicky Fusco isn’t haunted by the people he’s killed in the past; he’s kept awake by the people he hasn’t killed yet.

Murder takes patience

A maniac killer—“Mr. Clean”—is on the loose in Brooklyn, and he’s targeting couples in the midst of making love. He finds them in hotel rooms, in their apartments, and even in the park. What he does to the victims is unspeakable, but afterward he takes his time cleaning the scene of evidence. 

With few clues to go on, Frankie and his partners are baffled—at first. But when Frankie and Lou start to close in on the killer, he turns his attention to them. 
 

Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Hard-Boiled

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Police Procedural

Language: Italian

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Word Count: 95,000

Sales info:

in 2015 sold about 5,000 digital books, but very few print books. Had no promotions, though, as I was out sick all year. 


Sample text:

Chapter 1

A Strange Goodbye

 

Brooklyn, New York

Debbie Parnell’s alarm blared, and then a second alarm went off, insurance against her falling asleep and missing the meeting. The combo pried her out of bed. She stumbled to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, dressed in a dark-blue business suit, then glanced at her watch. Plenty of time for coffee.

While waiting, she dialed Chad.

“Why are you calling me at this time of morning?”

“I knew you’d be up; rising stars don’t sleep in.”

“Neither do falling stars,” Chad said. “What do you need?”

“Nothing really, I was just calling to give you the privilege of driving me to the airport.”

“I thought you had an early appointment in Brooklyn.”

“I do, but I was hoping you could drive me to the airport after I finished. We could use the time to catch up on work.”

She heard him sigh and knew what was coming. “As much as I’d love to, I can’t. I have to interview someone this morning, and it’s in the opposite direction. And I have no idea how long I’ll be.”

“In that case, I better get ready. See you when I get back.”

“Have a safe trip,” Chad said.

Debbie finished her coffee, stuffed a few more items into her suitcase, double-checked which outfits she packed, and then set everything by the door. Within twenty minutes the driver arrived and she was in the car on her way to the meeting. Traffic was horrendous.

“What’s holding us up?” she asked.

“An accident near the bridge,” the driver said.

 

 

 

 


Book translation status:

The book is available for translation into any language except those listed below:

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Portuguese
Translation in progress. Translated by André Weber
Spanish
Already translated. Translated by Joaquin Monzón D'hervé

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