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318 pages, Paperback
First published September 4, 2012

Cormorants, their long necks ducking and winding sinuously, uttered their soft grunts. While mallards quacked and splashed in the rippling water. At the lake's edge blue herons stalked through the cattails and grasses like dowagers stepping over cow pattiesImmediately followed by this:
Mother chattered nonstop about people I didn't know, and events I wouldn't normally care about. This time the inane babble was perfect, because it kept the conversation away from the office and the murder.Linnet's life has several dimensions, and this style of writing drew me into at least five different worlds in which she functions: (1) launching her career at the law firm in extraordinary circumstances; (2) visiting her childhood home; (3) expertly riding and handling horses that are being trained for competition in shows; (4) tracking leads and facing deadly attacks in the company of a supernatural private detective; and (5) relating to the vampire who raised her as a fosterling from age 8 on--evidently a coveted privilege that her human father managed to secure for her.
Yep, vampires were definitely buggy-whip guys and werewolves were definitely killer-robot guys.Alfar or elves lean to the arts and entertainment, and their alternate dimension coincides geographically with the familiar world, but if you're transported there
"...this place lets you play out your deepest fantasies and make them real. Your secret sense of yourself is revealed."What starts out as a legal mystery involving a contested will--who's the rightful heir to a powerful corporation?-- takes us into the inner workings of a large New York law firm and describes relationships and attitudes, especially attitudes towards women, in a highly realistic way while seamlessly incorporating what it's like for all the partners to be vampires. But soon the low-ranking human lawyer who's stuck with the case is brutally murdered and Linnet just barely escapes with her life--so they decide to stick her with the case, and her independent spirit creates a lot of friction with, well, nearly everyone else in the firm.
"So, my vision of myself is...is..." I gestured helplessly down at my body.
"Very Lara Croft. Or a female Indiana Jones."
"Great," I muttered.