The rain was falling on Los Angeles like it had a grudge against the city. Not the clean, honest rain of the Pacific Northwest——this was the kind of rain that came out of a dirty sky and made everything worse.
I was Walter Naison, private investigator. I specialized in materials science——nanotechnology, to be precise. I studied the structure of matter at the smallest scale. And yet——and yet——I couldn't figure out the one thing that mattered most: why a woman like Madeleine Vane would kill herself. She was an astrophysicist——a woman who studied the stars. She left a note that said 'Physics doesn't...
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