Taking the Fifth (J. P. Beaumont Series #4)

At first the cops had little to go on, a paycheck stub from Starlight Productions, a matchbook from the Edgewater Inn. Oh, and a body. Definitely male and decidedly dead, covered with strange little puncture wounds. Then they showed Beaumont what they had found in the blackberry bush. A woman's cobalt blue shoe with a five-inch stiletto heel caked with blood and hair. “We have a bingo,” the cop said. Detective J.P. Beaumont had his corpse. He had his murder weapon. Now all he had to do was ...