It seemed like a most unlikely instrument of death: a lady’s cobalt blue pump with stiletto heels. But the fact that it was caked with the blood of--and found damningly close to--a very dead man gives Seattle Homicide Detective J.P. Beaumont a solid lead into a case of lethal theatrics and unsavory union doings. He has a pay stub, a matchbook, one corpse--and an unsettling feeling of more to come. And he has a murder weapon. All Beau has to do now is find the woman who fills it.
