PRIDE GOETH BEFORE A FALL
The Gay Detective: The Queens’ Last Dance
Life is a dance ’til Death cuts in
Everybody loved Dani and Delilah. Everybody said the day they met was fated—destiny. They were meant to be together. “Such a darling couple. So perfect for each other.”
Except Destiny’s darlings had ended up dead on the dance floor. Somebody didn’t love them.
The giant mirror ball at center stage was grinding to a halt. Splinters of light chased across empty tables in the darkened night club. Glinted off the sequin-clad figures sprawled on the water-soaked floor beside an overturned chair.
Near the chair, a live electrical cable buzzed and sparked.
The pounding bass line from “What a Feeling” made speech impossible. I caught Harry’s eye and pointed to my ear. He vanished. Seconds later the sound cut out. And caught an irate server in mid-blurt.
“ — such a bitch — ”
The young woman blushed. “Shit. I didn’t mean for you to hear that. I was just…” She bit her lip. “Okay, I screwed up her drink order. But, Dani didn’t have to be such a cow.” She grabbed her bar towel and hurried off.
I glanced over at Harry’s sergeant. “Best grab her before she starts cleaning our crime scene…
