Tuesday, February 17. 11:40 A.M. corner of Vermont Avenue and
Sunset Boulevard. A robber approached the victim from behind
and put a knife to his stomach.
even fatal ones, are not uncommon in Los Angeles. But the stabbing
death of Aggie Lasher--a vibrant young woman dedicated to helping
others and, it seemed, deeply loved by everyone who knew her--was
especially tragic. For almost six years crime writer Molly Blume
has been obsessed by the mystery of her best friend's murder:
If she had been with Aggie, would the killer have chosen another
victim? Will the killer ever be caught?
Molly's LAPD pal Detective Andy Connors shows her a locket found
on the body of a dead man, suddenly the case seems solved. Molly
had given that locket to Aggie. Still coiled inside it is the
red-thread good-luck charm that Molly had brought back years
ago from Rachel's Tomb in Bethlehem, a thread with mystical
powers reputed to protect its wearer.
presumed murderer--a good-looking aspiring actor named Randy
Creeley--was found dead from an overdose in his shabby Hollywood
apartment. But Molly is plagued by unanswered questions. And
though she should be focused on her wedding, only weeks away,
she is driven to find out more--about Creeley; about his nervous
sister, Trina; about his missing girlfriend, Doreen. About Aggie,
who, it turns out, didn't tell her best friend everything. The
more Molly discovers, the more she wonders: Was Aggie's life
snuffed out so an addict could shoot up? Or has Creeley been
framed? What if Aggie was deliberately murdered by someone else,
someone who is ready to kill again to ensure that his motives
stay buried with Aggie and Randy Creeley?
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my dad talks about but the rest of the family agrees won't happen
any time soon.
father always blesses us on Friday night. He usually starts
from oldest to youngest, but tonight he saved me for last and
rested his large, calloused hands on my head longer than usual.
His lips lingered against my forehead.
"Mazel tov, sweetie," he murmured and we hugged each other tightly.
ayin hara," my grandmother said.
mom joined our little circle. Liora did, too. I was waiting
for Joey to make a comment-he's tenderhearted but uncomfortable
with sentimentality. But he didn't say anything, and when we
took our seats, I saw that his hazel eyes were misty.
Noah noticed, too. "Joey's all mushy."
"Don't tease him," Liora said.
Joey's face had turned red. "I'm
worried that with all the money Dad's shelling out for Molly's
wedding, there won't be anything left for mine."
"You mean in twenty years when you're all grown up?" Noah said.
hundred bucks say I get married before you do. What's taking
you so long, anyway?"
nisht kayn k'nocker," Bubbie said. Don't be a big shot.
"Cool it," my dad said. He likes decorum at the Shabbos table.
"They're just joking, Steven," my mother said.
My father made kiddush over the wine and recited the blessing
over Bubbie's challa. Between courses we sang zemirot and discussed
the week's Torah portion and neighborhood news. Someone had
become engaged, someone had given birth, someone ...