September 2009
Intermediate to advanced
264 pages
5h 13m
English

“Please—one picture still worth ten thousand words.”—Charlie Chan
Whodunnit? My gut tells me the butler. Maybe that’s why my phone never rings. The last time a potential client came through the door was December ‘47. I remember it like it was 62 years ago. A blizzard hit the city with a sucker’s punch—14 inches. She stepped out of a snow drift lookin’ like a surfer on Redondo Beach—tan as a shoe brush. Wanda Wizner, Brooklyn, USA—so blonde I had to shade my eyes with a racing form.
“I’ve been framed,” she said point blank.
“Doesn’t surprise me—you look like a million bucks. You ought to be in pictures.” ...
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