No Time to Die
A serial killer stalks Harlem's Strivers' Row...
On a sweltering Harlem summer night, ex-cop Mali Anderson steps out to celebrate her friend Claudine's divorce from a handsome, cheating deadbeat who couldn't keep his fists out of her face. But Claudine doesn't show up for their dinner. Instead, she is found brutally murdered in her elegant home just off Strivers' Row, and Mali has no doubt Claudine's ex did it. Despite his threats, she can't keep out of the investigation. Especially when another woman meets the same savage, bizarre fate....
The two murders are just the start of a trail that leads street-smart Mali through the trash-talking and wise philosophizing of barbershops, beauty parlors, and bars...and toward a cunning killer whose homegrown hatred is zeroing in on Mali herself.
From the Paperback edition.
What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Ache Adam Clayton Powell ain’t Alvin Aretha Franklin asked Avenue Benin Bertha Billy bitch block Boulevard breath Bronx called can’t caught cereal chair chest Clarence Claudine Claudine’s closed cops couldn’t Countee Cullen crowd damn dark door Edgecombe Avenue Elizabeth eyes face feeling Felicia felt Frederick Douglass Boulevard fuckin gazed girl glanced glass gone gonna guys hair hand happened Harlem Hazel he’d he’s head hear heard hell James Jeffrey Dahmer kinda knew leaned light listened looked lookin Malcolm X Boulevard Mali Marie Mercy Anne minutes later Miss mouth moved night nodded nuthin Okay opened pulled remember Ruffin she’d shit shook sitting smile sofa someone somethin stared stepped Street stuff Tad’s talk tell there’s thing thought throat trying turned voice waiting walked wasn’t watched What’s whispered who’d window woman wondered Yeah