In 1977, an alien spaceship crashed down to earth, landing deep within the soil in a small County called "Lemonsville”. During the night people were slaughtered, but the next day the killers disappeared. In 2020, the area where the spaceship landed was leveled off and new houses were built over it, but the queen lay dormant, waiting for the right time to unleash another breed of what killed the people back in 1977.
It wasn't the worst sound Paine had ever heard, but it came very close - a single strangled cry, and then a terrible gasping, then the sound of the receiver banging against a table leg again and again. Paine's caller had said that he was going to hang himself; the private detective didn't have time not to believe him. In a haunting novel of detection which calls to mind the writing of Ross Macdonald, Al Sarrantonio has created an investigator whose search uncovers clues about his own past and a crime that has its roots in secrets not only thought buried, but lost as well.
Rock star Peter Flame is found dead. It looked like he hanged himself, but the coroner ruled it a homicide. Now it’s up to Spike Berenger and Rockin’ Security to find out who killed Flame…and why. Was it his ex-wife? A former bandmate? A religious cult that had become Flame’s groupies? A member of one of the mysterious rock ‘n’ roll gangs terrorizing New York? Only a music insider like Spike can hope to wade through the rumors and the legends and find the cold hard facts…and a cold-blooded killer.
Jack Paine was on what passed for a vacation, or maybe it was a regrouping, an opportunity to forget the events of the last year and especially of the last month. When the phone rang, he tried to ignore it. There were only a few people who knew where to reach him, and none of them would try. But the phone kept ringing. And Jack Paine finally answered it. Of course, it was bad news. Bob Petty, a friend from Paine's days on the force, had disappeared. Petty's wife, Terry, knew that he hadn't gone undercover....