
“The writing has this blunt, unvarnished rhythm that feels like someone is talking to you while the city hums right outside the window . . .” ★★★★ — Literary Titan
SECOND PLACE WINNER IN THE BOOKFEST FALL, 2025 MYSTERY – MURDER & CRIME CATEGORY
Disgraced software engineer Liliane Dupuis is genius-level smart, wise in the way of sarcasm, and incurably socially inept. She’s also living in her car, a forty-year-old blue Mustang fastback with one primer gray fender. She’s on probation, having allowed a manipulative ex-boyfriend to drag her into a failed ATM hacking scheme. And she’s unemployed in 2010 when finding a job is tough even for those unburdened with a felony conviction. When Liliane witnesses the abduction of a little girl from a homeless shelter, she doesn’t figure her new bottom-rung reality carries the risk tolerance for getting involved.
With funds dwindling to desperation level, she uses a fake ID to land a job at a convenience store on a seamy stretch of Denver’s Colfax Avenue. Less than a week into her new salesclerk career, Liliane watches as the shelter kidnapper walks into her store. It’s not a coincidence, she knows. Just karma continuing to mess with her.
A call to the police might or might not get the abductor locked up, but the exposure of Liliane’s parole violation will absolutely land her on a Sheriff’s bus headed for the state pen. Instead, she must use her resourcefulness, hacking skills, and ruthlessly logical gray matter to track down the kidnapper and rescue the little girl.

The former Alexandra Farone lives under her nom de survie as a means of securing a job in 2010’s snuffed economy. A one-time software engineer, Liliane is genius-level smart, wise in the ways of sarcasm, and incurably socially inept. She’s also living out of her car, a convicted felon, and one good probation screw-up away from rocking an orange jumpsuit in the state pen. Her existential margin for error is near translucent. With all that said, she still finds it difficult to resist trouble’s gravitational pull.
Formidable as an executioner’s favorite axe, Lou rules her mini crime empire from the grungy grandeur of the Ruston, Colfax Avenue’s legendary and notorious dive bar.
Siward and Riley, Lou’s block-shaped and blockheaded sons. Neither is likely capable of beating a bucket of cement in a game of Scrabble, but they can do beatdowns real good.
Liliane’s boss at HappyMart, he takes the word manage out of management. He’s actually her ideal supervisor – ineffectual, frequently absent, and totally clueless.
Colfax Avenue’s alcohol-fueled sidewalk elite.
Liliane’s fellow inmates at HappyMart.
A chance acquaintance from a drug-testing clinic, Cici is Liliane’s mirror-universe opposite. Flighty, unserious, clothes-obsessed, and effortlessly sexual, she nevertheless provides a much-needed and bluntly honest grip on reality.
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