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Deuce Mora’s one tough cookie: a female sleuth with a conscience and an attitude; fiery, tough, athletic, a dirty fighter when she has to be. In Jean Heller’s first mystery featuring the scrappy newspaper columnist, Deuce finds out in short order that if you mess with organized crime, you have to be tough—and you’d better be as much detective as reporter. When she walks into a seedy neighborhood bar in a suburb of Chicago—all six feet of her, topped with auburn curls—she’s searching for a human-interest story.

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Erfolg in Serie: Kommissar Léon Duval ermittelt zum siebten Mal an der Côte d'Azur.Es ist April in Cannes. Das Wetter ist wechselhaft. Duval erwartet über die nahen Osterfeiertage Familienbesuch, und seine Freundin Annie ist hochschwanger. Das würde schon reichen an Herausforderungen, doch dann stirbt eine Frau unter zunächst unklaren Umständen in einem Bistro in Cannes. Ihr Begleiter verschwindet, als der Notarzt eintrifft. Offenbar war die ermordete Frau Patientin einer psychiatrischen Klinik in Mougins, in die sie nach einem Unfall mit Gedächtnisverlust eingeliefert worden war. Duval übernimmt die Ermittlungen.

It’s already been a rough year for first-rate journalistic sleuth, Deuce Mora. After two agonizing investigations—one of which won her a Pulitzer, the other of which forced her to kill a man—she claims she’s sworn off action-packed chases that cause nightmares. Still … from the moment she hears the earliest details of the first fire, her detective-instincts say the pieces don’t fit, and every other instinct tells her she can’t walk away from the story—even though she knows she’ll regret it.

Scrappy investigative reporter Deuce Mora is certainly no stranger to dangerous situations—or to getting her clock cleaned, for that matter—but waking up in a swamp next to a plane crash with no memory of how she got there is a whole other order of magnitude. It’s a measure of her desperation that she considers placing her trust in the mysterious swamp hermit with a marginally familiar face who says he needs to hide her in his cabin to protect her from the search helicopters circling above.

Hard-hitting veteran reporter Deuce Mora is awakened in the pre-dawn hours and called to the scene of a gruesome hanging to identify the body of a dear friend, an FBI agent on the verge of taking down one of Chicago’s biggest Mob operations. Deuce knows it’s murder, but the authorities have no choice but to call it a suicide—the scene was triple-locked from the inside. The ill wind sweeping the Windy City has also whipped up two more unexplainable deaths—of perfectly healthy, able-bodied young mobsters, key witnesses about to flip on the leaders of the Mob operation.

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