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By Sue Grafton
How do you move approximately fixing an tried homicide while the sufferer has misplaced an excellent a part of his reminiscence? it is one among Kinsey's hardest situations but, yet she by no means backs down from a problem. Twenty-three-year-old Bobby Callahan is fortunate to be alive after a vehicle pressured his Porsche over a bridge and right into a canyon. The crash left Bobby with a clouded reminiscence. yet he cannot shake the sensation it was once no random coincidence and that he is nonetheless in danger…
The purely clues Kinsey has to head on are a bit purple deal with booklet and the identify "Blackman." Bobby cannot have in mind who he gave the tackle booklet to for safekeeping. And any possibilities of Bobby regaining his reminiscence are dashed whilst he is killed in one other car coincidence simply 3 days after he hires Kinsey.
As Kinsey digs deeper into her research, she discovers Bobby had a mystery worthy killing for―and unearthing that mystery might ship Kinsey to her personal early death…
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