Jack said he’d make some calls to the bank and Global Underwriters.
It’s lucky no one else knows what our most secret thoughts are. We’d all be seen for the cunning, self-aggrandizing fools we are.
It’s all a cesspool, man. Doesn’t matter if you’re on the bottom or the top. You’re still swimming in shit.
It seemed to Bosch to be a form of torture heaped upon torture. Corazon was hunched over the steel table, her bloody and gloved hands deep inside the gutted torso, working with forceps and a long-blad...
In a courtroom I can sell ice to Eskimos
Hopper’s Nighthawks.
He looked at the old case file he had pulled and still held in his hand. He put the phone down on the coffee table and leaned back on the couch and opened the file.
Fair Warning dot com? Dot org.
Everybody is looking for redemption. For something.
Anything else I should know,
The initial ID is George Thomas Irving. Age forty-six of eight— Irving as in Irvin Irving? As in Councilman Irvin Irving? Scourge of the LAPD in general and one Detective Harry Bosch in particular.
Stopped at his partner’s desk. Soto’s
Messenger boy here. He wasn’t supposed to find out
Her stories and a once-a-week
Furnished. In one corner was a baby grand piano that caught my eye.
Felt confusion ambush him. He didn’t know
Called Hector Villabona and confirmed that
An electrical
You know you're going to get burned from time to time. It's just part of the game. So when it happens you have to pick yourself up, dust yourself off and forget about it because they're about to snap...
With the money from the legal settlement, he hires a beautiful young woman from the local university to type for him as he orally composes the sentences. But soon he realizes she is editing and rewrit...