I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die.
Bosch had never liked Las Vegas, though he came often on cases. It shared a kinship with Los Angeles; both were places desperate people ran to. Often, when they ran from Los Angeles, they came here. I...
The Strip was still lit by a million neon lights, though the crowds on the sidewalk had greatly decreased by this hour. Still, Bosch was awed by the spectacle of light. In every imaginable color and c...
Did you see how she got all hot under the collar? Grandma Frida said in a theatrical whisper behind me. She's not over him. I can hear you!