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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| a27b591 | 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." | Michael Connelly | ||
| d1d538a | It's his son, | Michael Connelly | ||
| 7f1fdef | thanks to the many police officers who over the years have given me an insight into their jobs and lives. I also want to ackowledge Tom Mangold | Michael Connelly | ||
| b41e90b | might be followed. They were the hunters, not the prey. Bosch wondered what Lewis and Clarke were doing. Did they expect that he | Michael Connelly | ||
| db07b1c | Better hope so," she said." | Michael Connelly | ||
| bbddec5 | They were going through the Cahuenga Pass. Bosch looked out his window and up the hillside, searching for his house nestled in among the others in the folds of the mountain. He thought he saw a glimpse of the back deck sticking out over the brown brush. | Michael Connelly | ||
| bc9e559 | Are you shitting me?" Chu cried, fully turned in his seat now. "Are you fucking shitting me?" | Michael Connelly | ||
| 1009dfb | it entertained | Michael Connelly | ||
| e65d46d | Bosch took a step toward him. "Olivas, let's get something clear before we go anywhere. You call me 'Hotshot' again and I'm going to shove the file up your ass without taking it out of my briefcase." | Michael Connelly | ||
| e2a57b0 | Rollerboy down and lay down on it | Michael Connelly | ||
| 982dcc7 | investigator. And they were together that | Michael Connelly | ||
| 02ffe52 | I quickly crossed the room | Michael Connelly | ||
| cd79b8d | The song was "Somewhere Over the Rainbow," and she produced a sound from the horn that no human voice could ever touch. It was plaintive and sad but it came with an undeniable wave of underlying hope. It made Bosch think that there was still a chance for him, that he could still find whatever it was he was looking for, no matter how short his time was." | Michael Connelly | ||
| 80fd769 | All his life he believed he was slumming toward something good. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 43da737 | need a driver for the next few days, maybe more. You want to do it, the job's yours. I'm paying ten bucks an hour plus any meals. You'd have to bring a book or something because there will be a lot of sitting around waiting for me. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 739a094 | Buddy Lockridge | Michael Connelly | ||
| 1088c94 | Overreacting as usual," Bosch said. "One fire and they're all there, showing the flames. You know what that does? That's like throwing gasoline on it. It will spread now. People will see that in their living rooms and go outside to see what is happening. Groups will form, things will be said and people won't be able to back down from their anger. One thing will lead to another and we'll have our media-manufactured riot." | Michael Connelly | ||
| a1fc4ed | back." "Did you talk to somebody?" "Uh, no, I left a message with my guy over there." | Michael Connelly | ||
| 8ddf86e | Aronson split off to go back to work on | Michael Connelly | ||
| 8cb0283 | passport indicates he lived there before coming to the United States." "I" | Michael Connelly | ||
| 3cc52d9 | what it meant." "That's fine." Bosch moved to the drawer and looked in. There were two thin manila files and two packs of envelopes with rubber bands holding them together. The first file he looked through contained Eno's birth certificate, passport, marriage license and other personal records. He put it back in the drawer. The next file contained LAPD forms and Bosch quickly recognized them as the pages and reports that had been removed fr.. | Michael Connelly | ||
| bc84659 | Edgar was silent as it registered. The background sound of television went quiet and he then spoke in the weak voice of a child asking | Michael Connelly | ||
| 65dbfe9 | I am still angry, Detective Bosch | Michael Connelly | ||
| 73745b7 | anticipated doing, anyway. But for now he was | Michael Connelly | ||
| e4fbf9e | not to | Michael Connelly | ||
| 2d451c3 | Jack said he'd make some calls to the bank and Global Underwriters. | Michael Connelly | ||
| a1d6e50 | put the car in park and got out and looked around. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 26afe20 | Bosch always thought that if you started with the assumption that murder is an unreasonable action, then how could there ever be a fully reasonable explanation for it? It was that understanding that kept him from watching and being able to enjoy films and television shows about detectives. He found them unrealistic in their delivery of what the general audience wanted: all of the answers. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 9beb682 | don't have a profile ready for you yet, Jaye." "Then what do you have?" "A suspect." | Michael Connelly | ||
| 2abb09d | Yeah, listen, Kiz, you just said books. You knew a guy who retired and sold books. Is that Ed Thomas? | Michael Connelly | ||
| 64e3983 | pretty name that never | Michael Connelly | ||
| 9039b7d | elite squad that went after the tough cases with the relentless skill of a boar rooting in the mud for a truffle. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 4e3f97f | Bosch nodded. Ferras was good. | Michael Connelly | ||
| ee14846 | it and he says he wasn't. I also knew where I was going. I knew it leveled off up there. He didn't. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 4f17067 | Good-bye, Harry. | Michael Connelly | ||
| df18175 | The next message was from Roy Lindell. He also followed the standard of brevity. "All right, asshole, I've got something for you. Call me." | Michael Connelly | ||
| 55bac86 | no longer tell if he was upset by being so far | Michael Connelly | ||
| cd88040 | the next time. | Michael Connelly | ||
| cd01808 | Actually, I wanted to take care of Terry. Yes, he had the potential of becoming a stone in my shoe. But I--" "Shut up, Bob!" Rachel yelled. "You couldn't carry Terry's lunch. Harry, this is too dangerous. Put him down! Do it now!" | Michael Connelly | ||
| 48f071c | Ah, siete aperti?>> | Michael Connelly | ||
| 882ebca | She looked hard-shell and maybe a little weary for so early in the day, the way lady cops and hookers | Michael Connelly | ||
| 5fc427b | triad?" "No," Tao said indignantly. "We noted his tattoo and the ownership of" -- | Michael Connelly | ||
| c33efbe | took him to a place where they poured honey on | Michael Connelly | ||
| 75beb18 | Success makes a lot of bad shit go away. So | Michael Connelly |