New York City's Detective Schaefer has seen it all, from domestic murders to drug-gang executions. but Schaefer's never seen the Big Apple awash in so much blood as tonight, with flayed bodies hung like meat being cured for mealtime. When Schaefer has a close encounter with one of the murderers, he realizes he's run into something much bigger than the police suspect. Can even the toughtest cop stand up to the ultimate hunter?

Beautiful, bold Lt. Ligachev was two months into her first command position in the Siberian oil fields when her men were slaughtered by an invisible foe. Detective Schaefer has played the Predators' deadly games on the mean streets of New York. Now Ligachev and Schaefer are sent by their governments to winter-ravaged Siberia to eliminate the Predators - if they can keep the Americans and Russians from killing each other first.

Schaefer joined NYPD to "serve and protect." It's a bug in his blood or a chip in his brain. But as bad as things get in the drug-infested concrete jungle there's something worse out there, something that really needs stopping. The last time Schaefer faced it down was three years ago, in Russia. Now he's got another chance to stop that evil. He's heading down to the jungles of South America, and he'll come back with the head of a Predator . . . or he won't come back at all.

From the Arctic Circle to the equatorial jungles—from the most isolated wilderness to the overpopulated city—any place can be a hunting ground. It all depends on your choice of game. For Predator, that game is man, so he heads to the grounds with the biggest the Paloverde State Penitentiary. They say that when you kill a killer, all his kills belong to you, and Predator's looking to rack up the big numbers.