How is Maria's mother doing, if I may ask? His tone became less formal. She is very well, thank you. She is quite involved in charity work and has those who love her around her, I believe. It helps. I...
He was, or had been, a heavyweight drug dealer, a smug, amoral son-of-a-bitch who thought he could murder a nice young Columbian woman who was to testify against him, then pay me to look the other way...
Even in this state, after what had been done to her, she was beautiful. Behind the pain in her eyes lived spring, if they hadn't crushed it into a permanent winter. - Night Run
What a magnificent girl. She is spring, in all its glory. He shook his head. I have seen and done so much, my friend, I wonder if I will ever experience spring again. Perhaps I am too far into autumn...
We passed close to the docked cruise ships, Temptation and Fascination. Cruise ships are never named Discontent or Exasperation.
The most important reason I’d changed my plan, however, had been Caroline. Jerry Carmichael’s complete lack of human decency, as well as any sense of parental responsibility — much less love — had sha...
Something about the way he had avoided looking directly at me despite his gracious manner made me think he could go from funny to dangerous in the blink of an eye.
San Francisco is still the loveliest city in the world for my money, despite how they've tried to ruin her. Yeah, it attracts all the weirdos, and some of them aren't harmless like they used to be in...
Not a momma's boy, just too much Gene Autry and not enough Bogart.
Mrs. Atwater will see you now. She spoke in a tone which conveyed her disappointment, but her smirk indicated the pleasure she’d derived from startling me. We stood there a second or two before I real...
I reached over and she fell into my arms. You have me. You’ll always have me. We’ll live forever, you and me. I heard her sniffle and then felt her laugh against my chest. She wrested herself gently f...
I looked at Rushing River and he looked at me. Then we both looked up at the sky. You thinkin' what I'm thinking? He nodded. Fell from the sky. Any Indian legends about that? He shrugged. Got nothin'.
His gun was still holstered, but so were theirs. He had surprise on his side, and the urgency of the riders, as he could see a second cloud of dust not far behind them. Lonesome knew these men. He mig...
There are only really two kinds of people in the world; those who love small towns, and those who hate them.
So, where to, Kitty Foyle?
People think cops always know what they're doing, but a lot of times it's just poking around in the dark till you get a reaction and figure it out from there.
Night had fallen on San Francisco. Once upon a time, the romantic city’s evenings had brought with it the sound of Henry Mancini’s beautiful Lujon, but now there was no music left for me. Claire had t...
My mother had died giving birth to me, and no one seemed to know who my father was, so I had become a ward of the state. I had grown up in the orphanage, under the warm and caring tutelage of Aunt Bet...
It was also easy to do because just about everything annoyed them. I really got Abbie torqued one time while she was eating a tuna sandwich and droning on about how she only ate tuna that were dolphin...
It did rain again, of course, but never the same strange rain as that night. I slept scant hours each night, and then only from utter exhaustion. I fought sleep, because it was my enemy. I knew I woul...