Prime Suspect

In the dark night of the soul . . . . If Detective Chief Inspector Jane Tennison hadn't been a woman, she might not have noticed the victim's shoes. . . . and that they didn't match the size given onthe info sheet now so obviously misidentifying thedead blonde as a hooker named Della Mornay. Beingso through, so good at the details, made Jane atop investigator; being a woman made the boys in thesquadron want to see her fall on her face. ButJane Tennison was determined to catch the madmanstalking women in London's street shadows. She had aprime suspect, and she needed to make the chargesagainst him stick. She also needed to keep herown secret in check: she couldn't let anyone seethat she was falling apart inside, as her obsessionwith cracking this case and breaking out fromunder the heel of the station house boy's club tookover life, destroying her relationship with the manshe loved, pushing her closer and closer to thedark urges of a killer . . . .

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