Eve Dallas wasn't sure what it said about her that she was more comfortable in the morgue than a baby boutique. And she didn't actually care. The scent of death was the familiar..."New York homicide detective, Lieutenant Eve Dallas is investigating the mysterious murders of two young professionals. Tougher to deal with is her best friend Mavis' nearly-to-term pregnancy, and Mavis' concern over the strange disappearance of another pregnant friend. Now Eve is fighting on two fronts, hunting a ruthless killer while searching the streets for a missing woman - and time is running out. Because Eve has a terrible hunch that she'd better recover the mother-to-be quickly, or an innocent life could be ruined forever...
Eve Dallas' latest homicide is a particularly vicious case. A young mother, Elisa Maplewood, is found raped and strangled in the park, her body naked but for what appears to be a red ribbon tied around her neck.
Every cop gets angry when a police officer is killed. And Lieutenant Eve Dallas is no exception. Throwing every resource into solving Amarylis Coltraine's brutal murder, Eve encounters bitter opposition from Coltraine's fellow officers, who are desperate to take over the case. Eve must put herself in danger to get to the truth.
There is nothing unusual about billionaire Roarke supervising work on his new property - but when he takes a ceremonial swing at the first wall to be knocked down, he uncovers the body of a girl. And then another - in fact, twelve dead girls concealed behind a false wall. Luckily for Roarke, he is married to the best police lieutenant in town. Eve Dallas is determined to find the killer - especially when she discovers that the building used to be a sanctuary for deliquent teenagers and the parallel with her past as a young runaway hits hard. As the girls' identities are slowly unravelled by the department's crack forensic team, Eve and her staunch sidekick Peabody get closer to the shocking truth...
At exactly 7.30 pm, Walter Pettibone arrives home to his surprise birthday party. Although he has known about the planned event for weeks, the real surprise is yet to come. At 8.45 pm, a woman with emerald eyes and red hair hands him a glass of champagne. One sip and he is dead.
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