The body lay outside an abandoned, boarded-up theater. The theater had started as a first-run movie house, many years back when the neighborhood had still been fashionable. As the neighborhood began r...
We got enough champagne here to start a France.
It always rains on Mondays anyway. Monday is the bitchingest day in the week and should be struck completely from the calendar.
Newspapers over his face.
Why was Weeks virtually
It
Themselves
Purse, was steady.
Sarcasm is a weapon of the intellectual,
Twice
Had taken her for his bride. She had good legs, very white, and a good body, and her name was May.
Stood
Little wrapped package,
We can’t let a cop be killed because a cop is a symbol of law and order.
Il lui arrivait souvent de regarder les vieilles dames qui traversaient d'un pas traînant les rues de la ville là ou l'autobus menaçait et savait qu'à l'intérieur de ces corps ratatinés souriaient des...
What was the name of the band? Carella said. I don’t think it had a name. It was a pickup band. It had a leader, didn’t it? Well, he wasn’t exactly a leader. Not the type anybody would want to be take...
They were running out of suspects and into dead ends. They were running into airtight alibis and out of patience. They were running up one-way alleys and phone bills. They were running down a killer w...
I’m getting so I miss my morning coffee and corpse.
Georgie’s grandfather had been born in Italy, and lived in America for five years before he got his citizenship papers, at which time he could rightfully be called an Italian-American. In Georgie’s ey...
The widow of Michael Reardon was a full‐breasted woman in her late thirties. She had dark hair and green eyes, and an Irish nose spattered with a clichéful of freckles. She had a face for merry‐go‐rou...