By Robert B. Parker
A serial killer is at the free in Beantown and the police officers cannot trap him. but if the killer leaves his purple rose calling card for Spenser's personal Susan Silverman, he will get all of the awareness that Spenser and Hawk can give.
Spenser performs opposed to time whereas he tracks the crimson Rose killer from Boston's wrestle region to the suburbs. His seize is either bold and courageous, and offers the tale a delightful climax.
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Your whores are scared,” I said. Marcus frowned. “That’s what it is. ” Marcus grinned, genuinely, and kept chewing on his redfish. “It’s hurting business,” Hawk said. “Worst thing happen on the street since AIDS,” Marcus said. “Good to find a real reason,” I said. “Maybe there’s more than one real reason,” Marcus said. Hawk and I were finished eating. Hawk took the champagne bottle out of the ice bucket. It was still half full. He put it back. Both of us stood up. “I hear anything, Tony, I’ll let you know,” I said.
But I’ll take any help I can get. The problem is, I don’t even know enough to ask an intelligent question. The best guess is that it’s a white guy and he’s nuts. The stuff you were reading in the Globe is as much as I know either. All I can say is, if you hear anything, let me know. And if you catch the guy …” I shrugged. “We catch the guy, we going to kill him,” Marcus said. “Okay by me,” I said. ” The food came. As always at Legal, it came as it was prepared, so my squid and Hawk’s scallops came before the red snapper.
He didn’t look up at Quirk. He didn’t look down at the dead woman. He simply fixed on the middle distance.
Crimson Joy by Robert B. Parker