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Une anthropologiste judiciaire (comme Patricia Cornwell) lance une héroïne qui fait son métier dans une étrange affaire de tueur en série qui se passe à Montréal. [SDM]
Cette série suit l'anthropologue judiciaire Temperance Brennan alors qu'elle aide à résoudre des crimes grâce à l'analyse de restes squelettiques. Son travail est lié à des affaires complexes et à des défis personnels qu'elle doit relever tout au long des livres.
Une anthropologiste judiciaire (comme Patricia Cornwell) lance une héroïne qui fait son métier dans une étrange affaire de tueur en série qui se passe à Montréal. [SDM]
" J'étais retournée en salle d'autopsie, me sentant prête à me mettre au travail. Jusqu'à ce que j'aperçoive le petit corps sur la table en inox... Une poupée, ce fut ma première impression. (...) Mais ce n'était pas une poupée. " Les corps calcinés, un jeune couple égorgé, des bébés au cœur arraché, des jeunes filles vidées de leur sang... Pour la première fois dans sa carrière, l'anthropologue Judiciaire Tempe Brennan doit rassembler les pièces d'un véritable puzzle macabre. Car elle a une intuition : ces meurtres atroces, apparemment isolés, sont reliés les uns aux autres. Qui est l'artisan de ces crimes ? Un serial killer, un adepte des rites sataniques ou un membre d'une secte ?
A nine-year-old girl is killed in crossfire on her way to ballet class. Soon afterwards, the body of a teenager killed in North Carolina is found hundreds of miles away. Forensic anthropologist Dr Temperance Brennan knows she must stay professional, but when the young girl's body is wheeled into the morgue she cannot help but react. And when an exhumation reveals the bones of yet another innocent in a hidden grave close to a biker gang headquarters, Tempe begins a lone and risky investigation into the lawless underworld of organised crime.
Sur les flancs des Smoky Mountains, en Caroline du Nord, la brume recouvre les corps démembrés des victimes d'une catastrophe aérienne : certains sont accrochés aux branches des arbres, d'autres, ceinturés dans leur siège passages, se consument lentement. Une vision d'horreur que découvre le docteur Tempérance Brennan, anthropologue judiciaire dépêchée sur les lieux. A proximité du site elle découvre, abandonnés par les loups, les restes d'un pied. Après analyse, Tempérance constate avec stupeur qu'il ne correspond à aucun des passagers... Peu de temps après, sous la pression du vice-gouverneur Tempérance Brennan est dessaisie de l'enquête. Une injustice qu'elle est bien décidée à réparer grâce au soutien amical du shérif Lucy Crowe. Mais dans cette région au passé lourd de traditions, si les montagnes sont " fumantes ", nul doute qu'elles ont quelque chose à cacher...
In the searing heat of Guatemala, Dr Temperance Brennan must harden herself against the horrors she excavates. And then four young girls go missing from Guatemala City. When a skeleton is found at the back of a rundown hotel, only someone with Tempe's expertise can deduce the identity and cause of death. But as she searches for answers, her path is blocked at every turn. It is clear that some people will stop at nothing to keep Guatemala's secrets buried.
It's a summer of sizzling heat in Charlotte where Dr. Temperance Brennan, forensic anthropologist for the North Carolina medical examiner, looks forward to her first vacation in years. A romantic vacation. She's almost out the door when the bones start appearing. A newborn's charred remains turn up in a woodstove. A small plane crashes in a North Carolina cornfield on a sunny afternoon. Both pilot and passenger are burned beyond recognition. And what is the mysterious black substance covering the bodies? Most puzzling of all are the bones discovered at a remote farm outside Charlotte. The remains seem to be of animal origin, but Tempe is shocked when she gets them to her lab. With help from a special detective friend, Tempe must investigate a poignant and terrifying case that comes at the worst possible moment. Daughter Katy has a new boyfriend who Tempe fears may have something to hide. And important personal decisions face Tempe. Is it time for emotional commitment? Will she have the chance to find out? Everything must wait on the bones. Why are the X rays and DNA so perplexing? Who is trying to keep Tempe from the answers? Someone is following her and Katy. That someone must be stopped before it's too late.
Forensic anthropologist Tempe Brennan finds the skeletons of three young women in the basement of a pizza parlour. Homicide detective Luc Claudel believes the bones are historic. But Tempe has her doubts and sets out to prove that this is definitely a case of murder.
Alors que l'anthropologue judiciaire Tempe Brennan est chargée d'examiner le corps d'un homme tué d'une balle dans la tête, un inconnu lui remet la photo d'un squelette. " Voici la clé du meurtre ", dit-il. Ses premières recherches révèlent à Tempe que cette ossature est un vestige archéologique retrouvé lors d'un chantier mené à Massada, en Israël. Pourquoi toute trace de la découverte a-t-elle été effacée des rapports de fouilles ? Pourquoi assassine-t-on ceux qui y ont été mêlés ? Et qui était cet homme ? Certains prononcent le nom de Jésus de Nazareth... Tempe va suivre la piste jusqu'au bout, au risque de sa vie.
Dr Temperance Brennan and her students are working on a site of prehistoric graves on an island near Charleston, South Carolina, when a decomposing body is uncovered in a shallow grave off a lonely beach. The bone is fresh and the remains are still topped by wisps of hair âe" itâe(tm)s a recent burial, and a case Tempe must take. Tempe determines that the deceased is a middle-aged white male - but who was he? Why was he buried in a clandestine grave? And what does an unusual vertical fracture of one of the vertebrae signify? While Tempe is trying to piece together the evidence, her personal life is thrown into turmoil. But before long, another body is discovered - and Tempe finds herself drawn deeper into a shocking investigation which will challenge her entire view of humanity.
In her most riveting thriller yet, Reichs--bestselling author, forensic anthropologist, and producer of the television hit "Bones," based on her Temperance Brennan books--pits Brennan against an enigma out of her own past.
An underground chamber is exposed in a seedy, dilapidated house with sagging trim and peeling paint&In the dark cellar, a ritualistic display is revealed. A human skull rests on a cauldron, surrounded by slain chickens and bizarre figurines. Bead
When Dr Temperance Brennan is accused of mishandling the autopsy of a missing heiress, a routine case swiftly turns sinister. But before Tempe can get to the one man with the information she needs, he turns up dead. In Montreal, three elderly women are found murdered, their bodies brutally discarded. Even though the clues don't add up, Tempe is certain of a link between their deaths and that of the heiress. Has Tempe made grave errors, or is she being sabotaged by an unseen enemy? What is frighteningly clear is that more than just Tempe's career is at stake. Her life is also at risk.
When Tempe is called to the scene of an autoerotic death, she has little idea of the tangled chain of events that will follow. Because the man whose body she is examining apparently died in a helicopter crash in Vietnam 40 years before. So who is buried in the soldier's grave?
In the run up to the biggest NASCAR race week of the year, Dr Temperance Brennan is called to a landfill site backing onto the Charlotte speedway track in North Carolina. Someone has discovered a barrel of hardened asphalt with a human hand poking through the top.
Forensic anthropologist Temperance Brennan examines the bodies of three babies while Detective Ryan investigates their mother in a case with ties to the high-stakes world of diamond mining.
A match has been obtained on DNA sample 7426 to Canadian national number 64899, identified as: Anique Pomerleau, white/female, DOB: 12/10/75 - the subject is currently not in custody. For a decade, Temperance Brennan has been haunted by the monster, Anique Pomerleau, killer of young women. The one who got away, the one who has now come back - coming for Tempe.
For every case Temperence Brennan has solved, there remain innumerable unidentified bodies in her lab. Information on some of these is available online, where amateur sleuths sometimes take a stab at solving cases. One day, Tempe gets a call from Hazel Lucky Strike, a web sleuth who believes she's successfully connected a body in Tempe's lab to a missing persons report on an eighteen-year-old named Cora Teague. Since the bones in her lab do seem to match Cora's medical records, Tempe looks into the case, returning to the spot where the bones were originally found. What seems at first to be an isolated tragedy takes on a more sinister cast as Tempe uncovers two more sets of bones nearby. When she then learns that the area is known as a viewing point for a famous unexplained light phenomenon with significance for a local cult, Tempe's suspicions turn to murder by ritual sacrifice -- a theory thrown into question when Hazel herself turns up dead. Still reeling from her mother's diagnosis and the shock of Andrew Ryan's potentially life-changing proposal, Tempe races to solve the murders before the body count climbs further.
EVERY BODY HAS SECRETS It all starts with a series of text messages. Each message contains a new picture of a corpse, missing its face and hands. Dr Temperance Brennan needs to find out who the dead man is, and why the images were sent to her. The only problem is, she has been kicked off the team. So she goes rogue, knowing that she is the only one who can solve this case. As she starts her investigation she discovers a connection to a decade-old missing child case. The more she uncovers, the darker and more twisted the picture becomes ...
NUMBER ONE NEW YORK TIMES bestselling author KATHY REICHS returns with her next edge-of-your seat thriller featuring forensic anthropologist Temperance Brennan.
Electrifying, heart-stopping and compulsive, this is Tempe's most personal and dangerous case yet . . .