Nocturne — Ed McBain

87TH PRECINCT
They hear the music of the streets. The breaking glass and the breaking hearts. They whistle tunes from twenty years ago, and follow a haunting melody of lies, truths, and clues...

Someone played a little night music. What remained behind for the cops was the body of a woman who had once per-formed on the great stages of Europe, now with two bullets in her chest in the hallway of her apartment. For Carella and Hawes the long, dark night has just begun--while somewhere in the city, another woman is dying for the price of a song...