Just one more thing to do before he left. One crime solved, one to go.Ĭonnor Grant felt it was time to change identities for a fourth time before blowing up something else and leaving San Francisco. Later that evening, I spotted Eddie Lamborghini with a syringe and my partner shot him dead. “Maybe if we could find someone walking round with a syringe, we could catch the killer,” she said. Which is a good hour and a half longer than the last one.”Ĭlaire then remembered that a phial of a toxic muscle relaxant had been found close to one of the murders. “This book has taken at least 10 days, 17 hours and 38 minutes to write. I just feel we’re all getting a bit lazy and are just going through the motions.”ġ6th Seduction (Women’s Murder Club 16) by James Patterson and Maxine Paetro (Century, £20) “We haven’t even bothered to meet up till page 200. “We’ve solved 15 other cases together,” said Cindy encouragingly.
I felt like I needed some me time with my close friends Claire, Yuki and Cindy – who, along with me, were all members of the Women’s Murder Club.
It was a low point in my career when Grant was acquitted and I was put under investigation for trying to frame him. “Why did you accuse me of being the GAOAEBMIA bomber?” he asked. I knew I was in for a tough time in the witness box when Grant cross-examined me. “I’m pleading not guilty,” Grant announced. Grant had sacked his attorney and had chosen to defend himself. I got to the court to find we were all in for a surprise. My close friend Yuki was prosecuting and another close friend Cindy was reporting for the Chronicle. He was enjoying pretending to be mad and then spending his evenings going through the tunnels of San Francisco that only he knew about in order to murder random people by injecting them with a muscle relaxant. We have a serial killer lurking on the streets of San Francisco.”ĭown at the Hyde Medical Center, a patient called Eddie Lamborghini – spelt like the car of the same name – grinned to himself. I’ve just had my fourth person die of an apparent heart attack when the autopsy revealed their hearts were all completely normal.” “That can only mean.” “Yes. After finding a babysitter for my daughter, whose name I had forgotten and was turning out to be getting in the way of the plot, I went to talk to my old friend Claire who worked in the medical examiner’s office. “Do you think he will be OK?” I asked when we reached the hospital in an ambulance. As I was speaking, Joe ran into the building to try to save someone but got badly injured in a secondary explosion.
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