Miami Midnight by Alex Segura (Pete Fernandez Mystery #5)
English | 2019 | Mystery/Thriller | ePUB | 1.5 Mb
Miami Midnight : THE THRILLING FINAL CHAPTER IN ALEX SEGURA’S ACCLAIMED PETE FERNANDEZ SERIES!
A year has passed since Pete Fernandez’s latest, closest brush with death. After months of recovery, the newly sober Pete has managed to rebuild his life, contentedly running a small Miami bookstore and steering clear of the dangers of private eye work. So when an aging Cuban mobster asks Pete to find out who killed his drug-addicted, jazz pianist son and to locate his missing daughter-in-law, Pete balks. Until another victim suggests that the murder of the gangster’s son may be connected to the people that nearly ended Pete’s life, while revealing an unexpected, dangerous truth about the death of the Miami PI’s own mother. Pulled back into the darkness and chaos he’d desperately tried to avoid, Pete finds his life derailed once more as he’s forced to investigate a murder that should have never gone cold while dodging assassins’ bullets and his own demons.
Can Pete make peace with his complicated, haunted past to save himself and those he loves? Or will his luck finally run out?
From one of the very best crime writers working today, Alex Segura crafts an epic novel of mystery, humanity, and suspense while bringing to a stunning conclusion the acclaimed series that reinvented the private eye novel for a new generation.
“It’d been close. Pete would never fully recover. Months of physical therapy helped fix the external problems, fix them enough so he could live. But the flies buzzing around in his head were another matter. The white noise that coated every thought, every action. That’s why he was here, in a small office buried in a nondescript building off Coral Way, sharing his deepest-darkest with a therapist who didn’t really seem to buy Pete’s stump speech: that he was fine. He was happy to be alive. He was retired. He was doing great.
Because it wasn’t true.
“You keep saying that,” she said. “But what does that mean?”
“It means, well, I’m out of the game,” Pete said.
“Are you? You’ve done things that say you are out of the game,” she said, a humorless, polite smile on her face. “But then you’ve done other things that say the opposite, I think.”
“Like what?” Pete asked. “I mean, I’m barely a private investigator anymore—I don’t even carry my gun. So what, then?”
“The self-defense training, for one.”
“I think my … my life experience has shown me it’d be good to know how to defend myself.”
“I think that’s valid.”