His face did not twitch. In fact, its normally ruddy tones had disappeared. Now there was a dull grayness to the skin. His lips were the color of old plums.Which was when the first chill winds of disquiet blew inside her. Pinky? Nothing.She grabbed his jaw. His face was cold to the touch. She turned his head from side to side. And then Keely Delmonico-the former Rachel Fisk of Bismarck, North Dakota-backed away from the bed and tried to catch her breath.For call girl Keely Delmonico, having a client die was a new one. Now she has to avoid the cops and all their nasty questions. She manages to get out of the fancy hotel free and clear. But lurking in the shadows is another danger, a deadly one-a killer who is determined to make Keely’s next step her last call. From one of the top authors in the crowded suspense genre comes a taut novel of murder and mystery set in Los Angeles and the bright lights of pre-pandemic Las Vegas.Rated PG-13: The material in the book would have been acceptable in a 1960s cop show like Mannix or Mod Squad or Hawaii Five-O.