Murder is one thing; solving it is another. Too many women, too few clues.
ADULT fiction. Sexually graphic material.
A nasty old professor takes a dive out a window. Whodunit?
Jay is in class to learn about computers; he falls for Ann. Maybe Ann killed the professor.
Lisa, the cop, will try to learn the truth. She'll have to contend with Carmen, who probably knows the truth. She's company ink.
"Is it? Notes from him, sexual notes ... pictures of her, sexual ones ... he was stalking her, maybe even forcing himself on her. She killed him. I'd have, too... Miss Stewart's warm on this one, Jay."
"Sexual pictures?" I tried to imagine Ann doing anything sexual with old dead Davis, but since I didn't know him, anything was possible.
"Poses. Some nude, some with things ... that sort of thing."
"It's not much reason to arrest her, is it?"
"She had motive, and she was close enough to have done it. She has no alibi ... everything adds up, Jay."