The call comes on a Monday morning from a guy who
scavenges defaulted storage units at auction. Last weekend he brought a stack. They had stuff in them -
Kinsey stuff. For 30 bucks, he'll sell her the lot. Kinsey's
never been one for personal possesions, but curiosity
wins out and she hands over a twenty (she may be
curious but she loves a bargain ). What she finds amid
childhood memorabillia is an old undelivered letter.
It will force her to re-examine her beliefs about the break up of her first marriage, about an old unsolved
murder. And it will put her life in the gravest peril.
