The crime was ugly--a beautiful call girl hideously slain. But that was nothing compared to what was to come when two New York City detectives pursued the case. What they found as they moved through a maze of incredible depravity, high-power politics, petty corruption and cardinal sin, made murde...
..." The man stared up at her, eyes bloodshot, his face darkly veiled and streaked with dirt. "--Just fixin' your window, here. Bought this glass out of my own pocket, since I was the one busted it to begin with." Said in the down-east accent of the island, an accent dulled by alcohol, or its dam...