(From the publisher):
She wore nothing but a faint scattering of purplish bruises, souvenirs of some ancient violence.
She lay on three kitchen chairs that had been pushed together in a row, her head partly in the oven.
She had bright blonde hair and dark gold eyelashes and I wondered if she'd had her nineteenth birthday.
It was my job to find out who had murdered her - and in doing my job I knew I would walk down many a dark path, uncover many a secret, disrupt many a life, and, perhaps, change many a destiny.
I would and I did.
I'm a cop.
Original title: The Dead Darling
Genre: Fiction→ Crime and Mystery→ Detective Story and Detectives→ Police Procedural