So here's the question: You're about to kill yourself. How vital is it that you get your teeth cleaned? That's the question that keeps bugging Judith Hayes, though admittedly, she keeps returning to it: It's so much easier to deal with than the real question of why her friend George Harris would have killed himself at all. But the cops don't care about the questions. Harris's company was drowning in debt, they point out. And several people saw him jump, right in front of the moving train. It was suicide, they insist, awfully sad, onto the next. There's a devious plot here, and a delicious swirl of romance, but the real joy is Judith—feisty, funny, tough as a bulldog, and everything you want in a mystery-novel heroine. Originally published in 1985.