By John Lescroart
The 1st Dismas Hardy novel by means of the New York Times bestselling writer of The Fall, The Keeper, and The Ophelia Cut...
In his new lifestyles as a bartender on the Little Shamrock, Dismas Hardy is simply hoping for a bit peace. he is left either the police strength and his legislation occupation in the back of. regrettably it isn't as effortless to go away at the back of the reminiscence of a shattering own loss-but in the meanwhile, he can constantly take the sting off with a stiff drink and around of darts. but if the scoop of Eddie Cochran's dying reaches him, Hardy is propelled again into everything he used to be attempting to get away. Now he needs to untangle an internet of outdated secrets and techniques and uncooked passions, for the sake of Eddie's pregnant widow Frannie--and for the others whose lives should still be in danger.
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