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They hear the music of the streets. The
breaking glass and the breaking hearts. They whistle tunes
from twenty years ago, and follow a haunting melody of lies,
truths, and clues ...
Someone played a little night music. What
remained behind for the cops was the body of a woman who had
once performed on the great stages of Europe, now with two
bullets in her chest in the hallway of her apartment. For
Carella and Hawes the long, dark night has just begunwhile
somewhere in the city, another woman is dying for the price
of a song...
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