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416 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published March 29, 2011



The sandwich was an architectural masterpiece of pastrami, ham, turkey, coleslaw, white and orange cheese, red and green peppers. But the woman’s aqua frock was spotless, as were her lips. Her eyes were soft, hazel, world-weary. The office was large, bright, unpretentious, set up with a photocopier, a small fridge, and an old gray PC that would’ve brought a sneer to the lips of the Agajanian sisters.
Olga Koznikov looked like a woman who accepted herself at face value and that brought a certain serenity. Only longish nails, French-tipped and glossy as they clawed the sandwich, testified to tension and vanity.
Some kind of carnivore had feasted on the neck, extruding blood vessels and muscle fibers and tendons. The white shirt was shredded, the black tie turned to bloody ribbon. Splintered ribs protruded from a massive exit wound. The rotted sponge of lung and the degraded rubber of heart littered the ravaged chest.
I live in a company town where the product is illusion. In the alternate universe ruled by sociopaths who make movies, communication means snappy dialogue, the scalpel trumps genetics, and permanence is mortal sin because it slows down the shoot.that the beneath the beautiful and glamour, the city is nothing more than

Tissue paper city.I wasn't sure what to expect of Mystery, book #26 in the series…especially that some of the previous books had been a bit of a disappointment to me. But, what a surprise.
Like a con man on the run, L.A. buries its past.
– what an adorable dog…well, she’s a special kind of dog!!!!