"Jon Stone studied his friend. Pike's face was an empty mask, unknown and unknowable. The reflection of the city in his dark glasses was the only sign of life. Pike said, "Suicide bomb in Nigeria. No suspects or arrests. She wants answers, Jon. I guess she figures she has to go to the source." "Terrorists." "Or someone with access and connections." "In Los Angeles?" "Echo Park." Jon went to the edge of the deck. He watched the helicopters prowl, and the big jets slide down the night. "Here."