Dead Man's Key

The music inside was frantic and wild, shaking the whole floor so hard that not a soul heard the faint gunfire outside.

Too much peacetime had clearly dulled the edge they should have kept.

Not that any of this was Harper's concern.

She stowed the MP5 and, in her four-inch heels, strolled right in, plucking a glass of red wine from a passing uniformed server as she went.

She only gave it a sniff a