Now Davenport confronts an entirely new kind of adversary. Her name
is Clara Rinker, a Southern woman, trim, pleasant, attractive --
and the best hitwoman in the business. She isn't showy, not one of
those movie killers; she just goes quietly about her business,
collects her money and goes home.
It's when she's hired for a job in Minnesota that things become
complicated for her. A defense attorney wants a rival eliminated,
and that's fine. But then a witness survives, the attorney starts
acting weird, this big cop Davenport gets on her case, and loose
ends begin popping up faster than a sweater unraveling. Clara hates
loose ends, and knows of only one way to deal with them: You start
cutting them off, one after the other, until they're all gone.