epub |eng | 2011-04-23 | Author:Death of a Nag [Nag, Death of a]

Feeling foolish, Hamish made for the door. “Where does the Simpson woman live?” “Next door.” Muttering apologies, Hamish took his leave, sheepishly noticing as he reached the gate a little ...

epub |eng | | Author:Rachel Amphlett [Amphlett, Rachel]

Chapter Thirty Jan pushed away the remains of a ham and cheese sandwich as her desk phone rang, and bit back a sigh. She was starving, having worked through any ...

azw3 |eng | 2019-09-30 | Author:L T Vargus & Tim McBain

Chapter 7 Darger blinked, staring into the endless black abyss in front of her in a still half-asleep daze. It was so dark. The streetlight across the way usually offered ...

epub |eng | 2011-04-08 | Author:Connelly, Michael [Connelly, Michael]

Twenty-three Sunday, March 21, 6:40 A.M. My daughter liked to sleep in on Sundays. Normally I hated losing the time with her. I only had her every other weekend and ...

epub |eng | 2011-04-08 | Author:Connelly, Michael [Connelly, Michael]

Arson's stoned eyes were shiny and reflected the neon night. He sucked hard on the Kool and held the precious smoke in. The cigarette had been dipped in PCP. A ...

epub |eng | 0101-01-01 | Author:Connelly, Michael [Connelly, Michael]

20 Carr was dutifully sitting at a table along the outer railing of the restaurant’s side porch when Ballard showed up. She hooked the leash to the railing so Lola ...

epub |eng | 2011-04-08 | Author:Connelly, Michael [Connelly, Michael]

23 Trial resumed twenty-five minutes after the scheduled nine o’clock start because of the prosecution’s unsuccessful bid to seek both sanctions against the defense for witness intimidation and a delay ...

epub |eng | 2011-04-08 | Author:Connelly, Michael [Connelly, Michael]

Bosch went out to the squad room and used the phone at an empty desk to call Southwest and change the reservations on the return flight from three in the ...

epub |eng | 2011-04-08 | Author:Connelly, Michael [Connelly, Michael]

28 THEY pulled into the station lot shortly before eleven. It had been a sixteen-hour day that had netted very little in terms of evidence that could carry a case ...

epub |eng | 2018-10-30 | Author:Connelly, Michael [Connelly, Michael]

Harry, you are a good man. Thank you for everything. I’m glad I got to know you. Elizabeth A wave of emotion immediately went through him. He had to admit ...

epub |eng | 2011-04-08 | Author:Connelly, Michael [Connelly, Michael]

27 The next morning I spread the documents I had rescued from the engine compartment of Lawton Cross's muscle car across the table. I went into the kitchen to brew ...

epub |eng | 2011-04-08 | Author:Connelly, Michael [Connelly, Michael]

As we were walking back through the lot to the government cars, a young woman with bleached-blond hair and a grim look on her face came up to us with ...

epub |eng | 2011-04-08 | Author:Connelly, Michael [Connelly, Michael]

20 ON THE WAY DOWN the hallway in ICU Bosch passed a woman who had just left Kiz Rider’s room. He recognized her as Rider’s former lover. They had met ...

epub |eng | 2015-10-21 | Author:Connelly, Michael [Connelly, Michael]

Once he was behind the wheel, he put the key in the ignition but didn’t turn it. He sat for a moment looking through the windshield at the spot where ...

epub |eng | 2011-04-08 | Author:Connelly, Michael [Connelly, Michael]

Union Station was designed to mirror the city it served and the way in which it was supposed to work. It was a melting pot of architectural styles—Spanish Colonial, Mission, ...