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KNOPF
A light bulb falls in a subway tunnel, releasing a deadly pathogen.
Within hours, a homeless man, a cop, and then dozens more start to die.
Hospitals become morgues. El trains become rolling hearses.
Chicago is on the verge of chaos before the mayor finally acts, quarantining entire sections of the city. Meanwhile, private investigator and former cop Michael Kelly hunts for the people responsible. The search takes him into the tangled underworld of Chicago's West Side gangs and cops on the take, and the terrifying world of black biology—an elite field operating covertly at the nation's top labs, where scientists play God and will do anything necessary to keep their secrets safe.
PRAISE FOR WE ALL FALL DOWN
“Dark-hearted, intoxicating. . . . Nerve-jangling scary.”
—Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel
“An utterly persuasive view of a present-day apocalyptic nightmare.”
—Publishers Weekly (starred review)
“Michael Harvey’s Chicago crime novels nail that city right between the eyes.”
—Marilyn Stasio, New York Times Book Review
“Kelly's voice, including some apt quotations from the classics he reads, resonates in persuasive fashion, and while Chicago may suffer the bio-terror threat with quaky nerves, you, dear reader, will never doubt that you are in the hands of someone quite qualified to tell the tale.”
—Alan Cheuse, The Chicago Tribune
“Ingenious . . . Engrossing . . . Michael Harvey is a writer with a bright future.”
—Illinois Times
“Wily and surprising . . . The appealing kids at the book’s center . . . leave us wanting more.”
—Kirkus Reviews
“[Harvey] weaves Chicago history and politics with the conventions of mystery writing to create meditations on power—how it’s used, who it helps, and the way it hurts . . . Honest, smart and funny.”
—Chicago Sun-Times
“Harvey is a budding superstar.”
—The Daily News
“Multiple threads come together but not before the final pages. Until then, Harvey twists the plot like a braided rope, ratcheting up tension with the ensuing pages.”
—The Missourian