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Contents
Chapter One
THE PICTURES HAD photographed her swollen, battered, and bruised—a puffy…
Chapter Two
STRAIGHT OUT OF a Diego Rivera painting, he showed up…
Chapter Three
AS LONG AS Decker was in the city—about twenty miles…
Chapter Four
THE CAR WAS quiet on the way home, the boy…
Chapter Five
AT TWO IN the morning, the house was dark and…
Chapter Six
BY THE TIME Decker broke for lunch, he had done…
Chapter Seven
THE BACK PASSENGER door to the cruiser was open, a…
Chapter Eight
POSITIVELY THE WORST part of the job was bringing bad…
Chapter Nine
DECKER GOT THE feeling that Mack Blanc’s language was an…
Chapter Ten
AS THE FRESHIES set up the chairs, Hannah took Gabe…
Chapter Eleven
EVEN THOUGH IT was beyond happy hour, the bar was…
Chapter Twelve
HANNAH KNEW SOMETHING was going on when Cindy didn’t drink…
Chapter Thirteen
ADRIANNA MADE HER home in a block-long complex of three-story…
Chapter Fourteen
OVER THE LINE, Marge said, “Crystal Larabee got us an…
Chapter Fifteen
TRUDGING INTO THE kitchen with a load of clothes under…
Chapter Sixteen
HOPING TO FIND some quiet time to read Adrianna’s diary…
Chapter Seventeen
WITH AROUND HALF the classes being Jewish subjects, Gabe had…
Chapter Eighteen
THE SELF-PARKING LOT sat across from the hotel, elevated and…
Chapter Nineteen
THE ONE GREAT thing about playing was that it was…
Chapter Twenty
THE WOMAN BEHIND the reception desk was named Grace. She…
Chapter Twenty-One
IT WAS AFTER seven by the time Decker made it…
Chapter Twenty-Two
WEDNESDAY MORNING, EIGHT A.M., Decker was in his office, sipping…
Chapter Twenty-Three
MARGE WAS OLD enough to remember when a tattoo meant…
Chapter Twenty-Four
DECKER HAD HIS feet up on his desk. His door…
Chapter Twenty-Five
TULLY’S SCRAP HAD been a fixture in the west hills…
Chapter Twenty-Six
OVER THE PHONE, Marge said to Decker, “She’s not answering…
Chapter Twenty-Seven
IN THE EARLY evening, most restaurant bars tended to be…
Chapter Twenty-Eight
WE’RE ZERO FOR two.” Oliver disconnected the line. “Mandy’s not…
Chapter Twenty-Nine
MANDY STILL WASN’T answering her door, but with her car…
Chapter Thirty
TWO BLACK-JACKETED CORONER’S investigators had gently removed the body from…
Chapter Thirty-One
MARGE PLUNKED A latte in front of Oliver. “Maybe this…
Chapter Thirty-Two
MANDY KOWALSKI DIDN’T decorate with heart.
Chapter Thirty-Three
IT WAS THE first time that Rina had seen the…
Chapter Thirty-Four
EDDIE BOOKER CARRIED a burden. The former security guard should…
Chapter Thirty-Five
IT WAS ONE in the afternoon, but Yvette Jackson was…
Chapter Thirty-Six
OVER THE MONITOR, the detectives saw Chuck Tinsley fidget and…
Chapter Thirty-Seven
WHILE MARGE WAS checking out Tinsley’s phone, Decker went back…
Chapter Thirty-Eight
THE JEWELRY TAKEN from Tinsley’s apartment was neatly laid out…
Chapter Thirty-Nine
THE DECKER HOUSE was much smaller than Gabe’s home in…
Chapter Forty
WITH THE BOYS out of the house and Hannah rarely…
Chapter Forty-One
AS SOON AS Decker walked into the station house, Wanda…
Chapter Forty-Two
TYPING THE PARAMETERS into the computer—“homicide,” “female,” “strangulation”—Decker, Wanda, and…
Chapter Forty-Three
BY NINE IN the evening, Decker’s eyes were buggy from…
Chapter Forty-Four
TWELVE STRETCHED TO one in the morning. At half past,…
Chapter Forty-Five
WHEN DECKER WALKED into the station house at eleven, Wanda…
Chapter Forty-Six
THE GROUP HAD just polished off the chocolate cake—with half…
Chapter Forty-Seven
AS DECKER WAITED to board his flight to Las Vegas,…
Chapter Forty-Eight
AT SEVEN IN the morning, Decker thought he’d have the…
Chapter Forty-Nine
WHEN TRAUMA HIT, Gabe did what he always did.
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Other Books by Faye Kellerman
Credits
Copyright
About the Publisher
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