Commissaire Chassepierre : La mort a le blues
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Alice Chassepierre est retrogradée au statut d'inspecteur suite à ses frasques au Touquet. Le coup de grâce de trop après son divorce qui la fait sombrer dans la dépression.
Affectée à une nouvelle unité, qui est loin de rassembler l'élite de la police et pour cause, elle collabore avec d'anciens détenus en réinsertion.
Elle se retrouve sur une enquête délicate, le meurtre d'un commissaire-priseur retrouvé derrière un bar gay, avec Jeannette Jacquet, arnaqueuse et enquiquineuse de première.
Comment une femme armée qui à tout perdu va se contenir pour ne pas assassiner elle-même cette déjantée de Jeannette ? Et qu'est-il arrivé au commissaire-priseur bien sous tout rapport ?
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