"Let's get this out of the way," she says. "I'm a white woman who likes black men." That includes her lover Samps. Once a young artist of promise, he's now homeless, living in a Harlem squat, and maybe, Holly fears, clinically insane.
But that doesn't explain why she's caught up in a web that connects Jewish, Italian, and black organized crime. Or what any of this has to do with the midtown law firm where she temps, a missing Haitian girl, and a world-famous Japanese monkey.
Her friends are getting shot. She and Samps can try to save themselves--or do what they can to stop the killing.