Prologue
"Whether you realize it or not, dear, things are getting out of hand. Do you think I'm blind? Or stupid, or something? Don't you think I know what's happening? If you can't see it, I can. Vinnie was thirty-one. Then came Jeanne. She was twenty-nine. God knows why I ever helped you with Ivy Jicha. I all but led her into this pervert's bedroom for you. She was twenty-five. Then Darlene was twenty-two. Ardyce is twenty-three." Her eyes narrowed vindictively. "Are you getting any messages, Dwight? ... I'm not helping you with Sirri."