When a bone-splicing killer stalks the city of Diamond Heights, only a lightning-powered hero with a rage problem and a repressed city employee with a taste for violence can stop him—and the killer is in love with at least one of them. As the bodies pile up, they’ll have to choose: resist their taboo desires and protect their city, or become villains themselves?
The woman’s C4 vertebrae had healed a long time ago, but Jason could still feel it. That altered place in her bone beckoned him, calling his power to it, and he ran his tongue over the cracks of his teeth, focusing on the sensation to distract himself. Tucked beneath her plastic hood and her frizzy blonde hair, the old break remained like a landmine, waiting for his touch to set it off. He could feel it even when he lost sight of her on the crowded sidewalk, when a vehicle moved between them or he had to duck his head against the rain.
It always rained in Diamond Heights. As a child, it had felt oppressive to him, but now he saw how everything was designed to look good wet, how the quartz in the sidewalks and the cut glass in the buildings glittered and dazzled the unwary. He noticed how the myriad lights reflected in the puddles and made the shadows deeper, better for hiding. He enjoyed how easy it was to move through crowds, the way everyone was too busy keeping rain out of their eyes to even see him, let alone take note of his scars and tattoos.
The woman he was following had a long, loping stride. She had always reminded him of a hare, or some other animal a few angles away from being elegant.