Riser

Niko Sato is twenty-six, slim, quiet, and living alone in a converted warehouse loft when the main water riser fails at nearly midnight. The emergency call brings Edwin Kline—forty-four, thick through the chest, iron-gray hair, steel-blue eyes, unflappable after decades of night jobs. He diagnoses the packing gland, calls for a second pair of hands, and Bruno Almeida arrives: thirty-four, golden-b...