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Behind Closed Doors

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Suicide – the act of taking one’s own life. Homicide – the act of taking someone else’s. An unethical banker suffocates. A diamond dealer slits his wrists. A media magnate freezes in the snow. A disgraced CEO inhales exhaust fumes. Four unpopular businessmen, four apparent suicides. Until Interpol find the same DNA at each death. Beatrice Stubbs, on her first real case since ‘the incident’, arrives in Switzerland to lead the investigation. But there’s more to Zurich than chocolate and charm. Potential suspects are everywhere, her Swiss counterpart is hostile and the secretive world of international finance seems beyond the law. Battling impossible odds by day and her own demons at night, Beatrice has never felt so alone. She isn’t. Someone’s watching. Someone else who believes in justice. The poetic kind.

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Behind Closed Doors, J.J. Marsh

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Titel
Behind Closed Doors
Sprache
Englisch
Autor*innen
J.J. Marsh
Erscheinungsdatum
2012
Einband
Paperback
Seitenzahl
314
ISBN10
3952397008
ISBN13
9783952397008
Reihe
Beschreibung
Suicide – the act of taking one’s own life. Homicide – the act of taking someone else’s. An unethical banker suffocates. A diamond dealer slits his wrists. A media magnate freezes in the snow. A disgraced CEO inhales exhaust fumes. Four unpopular businessmen, four apparent suicides. Until Interpol find the same DNA at each death. Beatrice Stubbs, on her first real case since ‘the incident’, arrives in Switzerland to lead the investigation. But there’s more to Zurich than chocolate and charm. Potential suspects are everywhere, her Swiss counterpart is hostile and the secretive world of international finance seems beyond the law. Battling impossible odds by day and her own demons at night, Beatrice has never felt so alone. She isn’t. Someone’s watching. Someone else who believes in justice. The poetic kind.