Danny Diamond was in a black mood. It followed him like a thunderhead as Eddie Valentino steered him down the flagstone path and up to the front door of the Spanish-style mansion.
Hancock Park was a neighborhood the two detectives rarely ventured into. The money lived here, the who’s who of L.A. royalty. A Hollywood detective didn’t have much cause to venture into such a hive of villainy. Not if he knew what was good for him.