Harry Bosch 05 - Trunk Music by Michael Connelly

Author:Michael Connelly
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780316614566
Publisher: Little, Brown and Company
Published: 2003-11-02T05:00:00+00:00

in Bosch. He knew he wouldn't be able to last a month on a rape squad. Every victim he had ever seen had that stare. It was a sign that all things in their lives were different now and forever. They would never get back to what they had had before. After speaking briefly to the mother and daughter, Bosch asked if the girl needed immediate medical attention and the mother said she didn't. He opened the half door in the counter and ushered them both back to one of the three interview rooms off the hallway to the rear of the bureau. He then went to the sex crimes table and approached Mary Cantu, a detective who had been handling for years what Bosch knew he couldn't handle for a month. 'Mary, you've got a walk-in back in room three,' Bosch said. 'She's fifteen. Happened last night. She got too curious about the pusher who works the nearby corner. He grabbed her and sold her and a rock to his next customer. She's with her mother.' 'Thanks, Bosch. Just what I needed on a Friday. I'll go right back. You ask if she needed medical?' 'She said no, but I think the answer is yes.' 'Okay, I'll handle it. Thanks.' Back at the front desk, it took Bosch a few minutes to clear his thoughts about the girl from his mind and another forty-five to finish reading through the reports and deliver diem to the appropriate detective squads. When he was done, he checked on Billets, through the window and saw she was on the phone with a pile of paperwork in front of her. Bosch got up and went to his file cabinet and took out the copy of the murder book he had put there earlier. He lugged the thick binder back to his desk at the front counter. He had decided that in his free time between his duties at the front desk he would begin reviewing the murder book. The case had taken off so quickly earlier in the week that he had not had the time he usually liked to spend reviewing the paperwork. He knew from experience that command of the details and the nuances of an investigation was often the key to closing it out. He had just started turning through the pages in a cursory review when a vaguely familiar voice addressed him from the counter. 'Is that what I think it is?' Bosch looked up. It was O'Grady, the FBI agent. Bosch felt his face burn with embarrassment that he'd been caught red-handed with the file and with his growing dislike for the agent. 'Yeah, it's what you think it is, O'Grady. You were supposed to be here a half hour ago to pick it up.' 'Yeah, well, I don't run on your time. I had things to do.' 'Like what, get your buddy Roy a new ponytail?' 'Just give me the binder, Bosch. And all the rest.' Bosch still had not gotten up and made no move to now.

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