Even a Shadow can have a Stalker

Also known as Alexandra Farone. Or as Louisa May Alcott. Or as ... Well, the list goes on from there. Disgraced former software engineer, current convenience store salesclerk, and part-time street-level amateur detective. Liliane is genius-level smart, wise in the way of sarcasm, and incurably socially inept. Living one good probation screw-up from rocking an orange jumpsuit in the state pen, she nevertheless finds it difficult to resist trouble’s gravitational pull.

Liliane’s roommate and best friend. As flighty, frivolous, and convivial as Liliane is nerdy and asocial, she theoretically shouldn’t be able to occupy the same space-time continuum as her friend without risking a matter/anti-matter type meltdown.

A bad attitude with a gun. Once a DPD burglary detective, he left that career under circumstances unlikely to appeal to the legalistically finicky. Now, he rents out his ethically flexible services as a private detective.

Dressed in a puff-sleeved white shirt and gold-trimmed burgundy doublet, Don Pedro stars in late-night TV commercials for his furniture megastores. He concludes the ads by looking into the camera and intoning, “Isn’t it time you treated yourself like nobility? Come see me today!” In his non-furniture magnate life, Don Pedro is obsessed with collecting vintage cars. Of late, one legendary and illusive sports car has been much on his mind. 

Lesson learned. If you should find yourself in an Oriental restaurant on Denver’s South Federal Street, don’t go sticking your nose into any back rooms. You just might find yourself with a Vietnamese gang in pursuit.

Worldly, darkly handsome, and charming, Darren Stackhouse was everything Alexandra Farone could have asked for in a boyfriend. Except for the conman part. And the lying by omission part. And the shady guys from New York looking for him part.