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By Linda Regan

A convicted assassin is out of criminal, to the horror of six girls enthusiastic about his crime 20 years in the past. Then, they have been seedy nightclub strippers. Now, a few of them have much to lose. are murdered, a crimson g-string filled in each one mouth. And DI Paul Banham reveals not anyone has a cast iron alibi. ""Furious velocity and taut suspense supply lots of repayment for lovers of edgy, hardboiled fare."" --Booklist

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Good, Olivia thought. Shaheen hadn’t even made an embarrassing pornographic video. She opened her packet of menthol cigarettes and lit one up, and sliced a banana on to a hunk of badly buttered bread. The vinegary smell of the sandwich spread made her gag; how could Ianthe eat this stuff? She emptied half the jar over the banana and pressed a second thick slice of white bread over it. That was enough, she decided; her feet were aching and she needed to sit down and calm herself before the girls arrived.

But when Brian had told them he was being released, and she had asked for one final lump sum, Kenneth had drawn the line. Enough was enough, he’d said; Theresa and her brat had had thousands out of him already. Why he should have to cough up yet another large sum just to give a pair of losers a new start? Olivia hadn’t lived with him for nineteen years without learning a thing or two; she’d be able to lay her hands on her share of the hundred grand and by the time he found out it would be too late.

Open the window, the smell of my feet is probably worse,” she joked. Susan bent forward, and her heavily peroxided, waist-length hair nearly touched the floor as she pulled a nylon brush through it. At twenty-one Susan was the oldest of the girls. She had been stripping all her working life, and had become a mother-figure to the others, guiding and protecting them. She lifted her head and grinned. ” The other girls laughed, but Shaheen couldn’t. ” Susan asked her. ” She shook her head, but suddenly everything was too much.

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