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The Suicide Motor Club by Christopher Buehlman

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Also by Christopher Buehlman:

The Lesser Dead, June 2022
Trade Size / e-Book
The Blacktongue Thief, May 2022
Trade Size / e-Book
The Blacktongue Thief, June 2021
Hardcover / e-Book
The Suicide Motor Club, June 2016
Hardcover / e-Book
The Lesser Dead, October 2014
Hardcover / e-Book
Between Two Fires, October 2012
Hardcover / e-Book
Those Across The River, September 2011
Hardcover / e-Book

The Suicide Motor Club
Christopher Buehlman

Berkley
June 2016
On Sale: June 7, 2016
ISBN: 1101988738
EAN: 9781101988732
Kindle: B016VRFTNI
Hardcover / e-Book
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Horror | Paranormal Thriller

“Rising horror star”* Christopher Buehlman, author of The Lesser Dead, returns with a chilling and thrilling tale of dark evil lurking on the lonely, open road...

Bram Stoker, quoting the ballad “Lenore,” said, “The dead travel fast.”

Those words have never rung more true...

Remember that car that passed you near midnight on Route 66, doing 105 with its lights off? You wondered where it was going so quickly on that dark, dusty stretch of road, motor roaring, the driver glancing out the window as he blew by.

Did his greedy eyes shine silver like a coyote’s? Did he make you feel like prey?

You can’t remember now.

You just saw the founder of the Suicide Motor Club. Be grateful his brake lights never flashed. Be grateful his car was already full.

They roam America, littering the highways with smashed cars and bled-out bodies, a gruesome reflection of the unsettled sixties. But to anyone unlucky enough to meet them in the lonely hours of the night, they’re just a blurry memory.

That is—to all but one...

Two years ago, they left a witness in the mangled wreck of her family car, her husband dead, her son taken. She remembers their awful faces, despite their tricks and glamours. And she’s coming for them—her thirst for vengeance even more powerful than their hunger for blood.

On the deserted highways of America, the hunters are about to become the hunted...

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