He solved crimes involving gangsters, drug lords, real low-lifes. He can't possibly be stumped by a murder in this sweet little town ... But he is. The woman was found propped against a tree, her pretty face scrubbed clean, and her slender neck slit from one side to the other. And that is all anyone can tell Alberg. Her name? Not so much. So Alberg hires a local artist to draw her picture; maybe someone will recognize her without, you know, the sliced-up neck. It's a brilliant idea. The answers pour in. And they all point to one potential suspect, which should make Alberg very happy ... But it doesn't.