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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2c0aae3 | disappoint | Michael Connelly | ||
| 513b255 | had been published years earlier, Bosch was nevertheless | Michael Connelly | ||
| 63d924d | messenger boy here. He wasn't supposed to find out | Michael Connelly | ||
| f231fc3 | Ultimately, Bosch was confounded | Michael Connelly | ||
| a20cd92 | within reach, especially if the shooter had to lean over or go around the counter to grab bullet casings. Why not take | Michael Connelly | ||
| 52679f9 | didn't move his eyes from the word even as | Michael Connelly | ||
| d7d30df | somehow acquired when the rapist | Michael Connelly | ||
| 090c223 | the only possible way to make yogurt taste worse was to put kiwi into it. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 73ce8fa | shifted one step | Michael Connelly | ||
| ea50d8a | He knew that passion was a key element in any investigation. Passion was the fuel that kept his fire burning. So he purposely sought the personal connection or, short of that, the personal outrage in every case. It kept him locked in and focused. But it wasn't the Laura syndrome. It wasn't the same as falling in love with a dead woman. By no means was Bosch in love with June Wilkins. He was in love with the idea of reaching back across time.. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 11c2989 | as a cyclist, social networker, and thrill-seeker. A long-standing fan of police procedurals, she counts John Sandford, Michael Connelly, Ridley Pearson, and Lawrence | L.J. Sellers | ||
| 29ad1d5 | Death is my beat. I make my living from it. I forge my professional reputation on it. I treat it with the passion and precision of an undertaker--somber and sympathetic about it when I'm with the bereaved, a skilled craftsman with it when I'm alone. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 2c54fc1 | time. He also discovered that the burglar was still inside. It was this discovery that ultimately brought Detective Harry Bosch and his partner, Jerry Edgar, to the Three Kings Pawnshop. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 2b95291 | There is no end of things in the heart. Somebody once told me that. She said it came from a poem she believed in. She understood it to mean that if you took something to heart, really brought it inside those red velvet folds, then it would always be there for you. No matter what happened, it would be there waiting. She said this could mean a person, a place, a dream. A mission. Anything sacred. She told me that it is all connected in those .. | Michael Connelly | ||
| cbdb48e | It was no longer an unexplained blip on his radar. There was now something solid there, and it needed to be explained and understood | Michael Connelly | ||
| 7b236a7 | possibility. Angela Cook's online search had only | Michael Connelly | ||
| fa641e0 | Harry, get an ambulance." I stood up and stepped back from the scene. I felt my chest growing tight, a clarity of thought coming over me. In all my years I had spoken for the dead many times. I had avenged the dead. I was at home with the dead. But I had never so clearly had a part in pulling someone away from the outstretched hands of death. And in that moment I knew we had done just that. And I knew that whatever happened afterward and .. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 3e6af37 | Uno de los casos que Harry aun no habia logrado resolver era el de una persona cuyo cadaver habia aparecido en seis pedazos: uno en cada descanso de la escalera de incendios de un hotel de Gower Street. Aquel crimen atroz no habia escandalizado a nadie en la oficina. Incluso corria el chiste de que por suerte la victima no se habia alojado en el Holiday Inn, que tenia quince plantas. | harry-bosch mystery | Michael Connelly | |
| 54d84ca | Bremmer stared uneasily and Bosch dismissed him with his hand. The reporter closed the door and went to his own car. | Michael Connelly | ||
| cf1e69d | more creepy charm than an evangelist. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 67dac58 | untouched. James Cordell's widow was named Amelia. McCaleb | Michael Connelly | ||
| 50a3fc2 | talking about. I am trying to prepare a defense strategy here | Michael Connelly | ||
| babc2c4 | rearraigned | Michael Connelly | ||
| 065c34b | The pages were yellowed and had gone to brown at the edges. They were brittle, much like the memories the photos evoked. | Michael Connelly | ||
| e703ab1 | think maybe I only know one thing in this world. One thing for sure. And that is that the truth does not set you free. Not like I have heard it said and not like I have said it myself the countless times I sat in small rooms and jail cells and urged ragged men to confess their sins to me. I lied to them, tricked them. The truth does not salvage you or make you whole again. It does not allow you to rise above the burden of lies and secrets a.. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 53369f8 | have sat in your mailbox for four days. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 25512a4 | center. He said no. He said, in very fine English, 'I buy, I don't sell.' Then he escorted me out. But I think that was Tran. Something about him. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 7a315e0 | Lean in, invade that foot and a half that is all theirs, their own space. Lean back when you get what you want. It's subliminal. Most of what goes on in a police interrogation has nothing to do with what is said. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 3951799 | Crime Beat: Stories of Cops and Killers | List-Series | ||
| 9a28aaa | last address listed was in a place called The Villages. After writing down the information, Bosch checked for a website and found that The Villages was a massive retirement community in Sumter County, Florida. Further searching of online records | Michael Connelly | ||
| 5975ad4 | We called it the black echo. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 379f93b | The message was clear. It didn't matter what war was fought, coming back home was another battle altogether. He | Michael Connelly | ||
| 76a4a90 | justice is incidental to law and order. | Michael Connelly | ||
| cd10c6a | corruption will be the new growth industry without the papers watching. | Michael Connelly | ||
| ad498e2 | the Democrat. What was worse, for her, at least, was that the mayor was a supporter of | Michael Connelly | ||
| 4b8bee8 | Harry was not a big man. He stood a few inches short of six feet and was built lean. The newspapers, when they described him, called him wiry. Beneath the jumpsuit his muscles were like nylon cords, strength concealed by economy of size. The gray that flecked his hair was more partial to the left side. His eyes were brown-black and seldom betrayed emotion or intention. The | Michael Connelly | ||
| a6dc658 | You're an asshole, you know that, Haller?" I nodded and headed back to the door. "When I need to be." | guilt | Michael Connelly | |
| d9c07b2 | I have always had the suspicion that officers assigned to front desk duty were chosen by cunning supervisors because of their skills in obfuscation and disinformation. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 4949e62 | Hollywood Boulevard had been victimized by a burglar three times in two years. The criminal methods of each break-in were similar and so it was suspected by the Los Angeles Police Department that the same thief was responsible each time. But the thief was careful never to leave a fingerprint or any other clue to his identity. No arrests were | Michael Connelly | ||
| 98a9dfb | What's a rave? | Michael Connelly | ||
| 45cedab | I suspected that Judge Leggoe would go along to get along. | Michael Connelly | ||
| b389db0 | story about how a sixteen-year-old kid becomes a stone-cold killer. Hell, getting an innocent | Michael Connelly | ||
| ceedb18 | We are all circling the drain, he thought. Some are closer to the black hole than others. Some will see it coming and some will have no clue when the undertow of the whirlpool grabs them and pulls them down into darkness forever. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 6773a7e | Nothing came up on the pubic comb, because you don't have a lot down there to comb. Bottom | Michael Connelly |