Death's Little Helpers
In this masterful follow-up to Peter Spiegelman’s stunning debutBlack Maps, private investigator John March finds himself drawn into a web of corruption that extends from the halls of high finance to the dark underworld of organized crime.
Gregory Danes, a Wall Street analyst has gone missing, and his ex-wife, a fashionable painter, calls March to track him down. She just wants him to sign her alimony checks, but as March soon discovers, she’s not the only one looking for him. Danes was once an industry hot shot, but has lost his touch. His biggest gains lately, it seems, had been in enemies–including a few members of the Russian mob. When March receives a threat upon his own family, he realizes Danes had been involved in something far more dangerous than insider trading.
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Review: Death's Little Helpers (John March #2)User Review - Nikki Yager - Goodreads
Decent read, wasn't expecting the ending. Read full review
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Review: Death's Little Helpers (John March #2)User Review - Jim - Goodreads
Good read. I liked he wove the plot line. Surprise ending. Read full review
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