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She was a pretty lady who wore a little
bathing suit to match the lime in her drink. He was an attorney
who'd loved and lost and loved again. They came together because
her husband was missing, or maybe he was dead, or maybe it
didn't matter. Now Matthew Hope finds himself moving through
a case where all the players are playing their own games,
from kinky sex to high-class thievery, and everyone is playing
it his own way. With one man already found dead on a Calusa
beach with another man's I.D. in his pocket, Matthew Hope
has one chance of getting at the truth. Follow a trail of
lies to the city of stars, wanna-bes, and icy wind -- where
Hope will get help from a detective named Steve Carella, of
the 87th Precinct...
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