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By Kathy Reichs
Tory Brennan, niece of acclaimed forensic anthropologist Temperance Brennan (of the Bones novels and hit television show), is the chief of a ragtag band of juvenile "sci-philes" who survive a secluded island off the coast of South Carolina. whilst the crowd rescues a puppy caged for scientific trying out on a close-by island, they're uncovered to an experimental pressure of canines parvovirus that alterations their lives ceaselessly.
As the buddies observe their heightened senses and animal-quick reflexes, they have to mix their medical interest with their newfound actual presents to unravel a cold-case homicide that has all at once develop into very hot--if they could remain alive lengthy adequate to capture the killer's scent.
Fortunately, they're now greater than friends--they're a pack. they're Virals.
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