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Dead bodies don't play
If the man living upstairs had not flooded her tea room, Helen Merang wouldn't be hiding from the police.
Dismissing the official explanation for the disaster, Helen thought she knew better. But had she really needed to break into his apartment?
The police are ringing the doorbell. She's left all the lights blazing. There's no other exit, and she can't escape. Helen has seconds to gather her wits. But how can she think straight after the horrific discovery she's made?
That naked dead man didn't shove himself in the cupboard. And now he's fallen out and is lying dead at her feet.
Can Helen convince the police she's just a nosy parker, or will they follow the evidence and arrest her for murder?
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