"First rule. Never open your story with a corpse. It's a clich . If you do it to be ironic, I'll throw your manuscript in your face." Greta didn't set out to solve a murder. But if the first thing you see when you come home after a long day at a lousy job is your own dead body, it can make even the most cynical non-starter in 1994 Seattle take an interest. Refusing to believe her dead eyes, the one-time theater editor at the city's least...