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Every Street has ghosts Jacob Johansson thought garbage was the only thing he'd ever dig through... until he found the necklace. Etched with a cryptic inscription, the necklace pulls him into the cold trail of Hope: a missing foster child swallowed by the city's shadows. The deeper Jacob digs, the more he uncovers about his father's hidden life as a vigilante legend called The Fade. Teaming up with a hardened child protection agent and a relentless NYPD detective, Jacob finds himself hunting more than just a missing girl. Cult lies, buried debts, and unfinished revenge bleed through the…mehr

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Every Street has ghosts Jacob Johansson thought garbage was the only thing he'd ever dig through... until he found the necklace. Etched with a cryptic inscription, the necklace pulls him into the cold trail of Hope: a missing foster child swallowed by the city's shadows. The deeper Jacob digs, the more he uncovers about his father's hidden life as a vigilante legend called The Fade. Teaming up with a hardened child protection agent and a relentless NYPD detective, Jacob finds himself hunting more than just a missing girl. Cult lies, buried debts, and unfinished revenge bleed through the streets. Somewhere out there, Hope is waiting, if she's still alive. But someone is determined to keep her lost. And The Fade's greatest enemy is ready to finish what he started by wiping out what's left of the Johansson bloodline. A child is missing. A hero is buried. Some ghosts refuse to fade. Time is running out. And so is hope.
Autorenporträt
Ev Newman is a retired New York City detective who spent more than twenty years inside the pressure cooker of the Special Victims Unit, where he specialized in child abuse investigations and learned exactly how heavy a human story can get. These days, he trades squad rooms for the open stretch of the Great South Bay, patrolling its waters and pretending he finally has time to breathe.He lives on Long Island, where he was born, raised, grilled, seasoned, and occasionally overcooked by life. A die-hard New York Islanders fan, he has endured enough heartbreak to qualify for sainthood or padded walls, depending on the season.Ev writes stories cut from scars, pieces of himself hammered into fiction because that's the only way they'll stay still long enough to talk. Fade is his debut novel, though "debut" is a loose term; he's already completed several more full-length manuscripts, proving this is not a hobby, a phase, or a midlife experiment. This isn't a late-in-life detour. It's the road he was built for, finally cleared of traffic.When he isn't writing, he's still making noise: shouting at hockey games, singing with a local rock band, or scribbling down a twisted plot on the nearest workable surface. His house is full of teenagers, guitars, and the kind of chaos that makes reality impossible to ignore.