Three Weeks in October: The Manhunt for the Serial Sniper

Moose, Charles A. and Charles Fleming

ISBN 10: 0525947779 / ISBN 13: 9780525947776

Edité par Dutton / Penguin, New York, 2003

A propos de cet article

First American printing, September 2003; full number line. Inscribed and signed by Montgomery County, Maryland, police chief Moose on the title page: "Kevin M-- / Best wishes . . . / Charles A. Moose / 1-8-04." The book is square and unmarked; corners sharp, spine ends unbumped. The dust jacket is not price-clipped (original price $23.95); Brodart protected.

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Détails bibliographiques

• Titre: Three Weeks in October: The Manhunt for the Serial Sniper
• Éditeur: Dutton / Penguin, New York
• Date de parution: 2003
• Langue: anglais
• ISBN à 10 chiffres: 0525947779
• ISBN à 13 chiffres: 9780525947776
• Reliure: Hardcover
• Édition: 1st Edition
• État de l'article: Near Fine
• État de la jaquette: Near Fine
• Signé: Signed by Author(s)

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Synopsis

Book by Moose Charles A Fleming Charles

Présentation de l'éditeur

Wednesday evening 2nd October 2002, a man is suddenly shot dead in a parking lot in Maryland, Washington DC. There are no witnesses. The killing fails to make the following morning's papers. As Montgomery County Police Chief, Charles Moose notes this, and rues the cheapness of modern life, another call comes in -- a man has been shot dead mowing a lawn; half an hour later a taxi driver lies dead on the forecourt of a Mobil station. Chief Moose's worst nightmare is about to unfurl -- a serial sniper is on the loose in the affluent Washington suburbs. Three Weeks In October is the inside story of America's worst sniper case on record. Chapters detailing the tense, day-by-day unfolding of the killing -- there were ultimately 13 victims before John Allen Muhammad and his young nephew Lee Malvo were arrested asleep in a beaten up car -- are intercut with the life story of one of America's most high-profile police chiefs. Moose worked his way up the ranks against the backdrop of the mean streets of Portland, Oregon. Shy, often unorthodox in his methods, but ultimately very popular in the force -- a cop's cop -- Moose's story is all the more remarkable given the colour of his skin. Or, in the words of a psychiatrist Moose was once referred to after one outburst too many: 'You are a black policeman, and the police department is a racist institution. The history of police departments in America is a racist history. You better get used to it, or get out.You cannot get angry.'