The empty hours Book

Three chillers from the files of the 87th Precinct: A young, wealthy woman is found strangled to death in a slum apartment leaving behind only her name, some cancelled checks, and an unknown killer in The Empty Hours. . . . A big, ugly "J" is painted on the synagogue wall by a killer who had brutally stabbed the rabbi on Passover. . . . A bright red pool of blood spread into the snow as Cotton Hawes watched his quiet ski weekend turn into a hunt for a ski-slope slayer in Storm.