"I didn't come to New York City to get famous. I came to New York City to meet Sid Vicious. Unfortunately for me, he was already dead by the time I got there."

After what I've been through in the last year, there's nothing I'd like better than for everyone to leave me the hell alone so I can figure out what's going on.

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Kendra, a semi-retired actress, Derek, a light sculpture designer, and Aiyana, a genius physicist, planned their perfect wedding. But who invited the assassin?