Angels Flight (1998) by Connelly Michael - Harry Bosch 06

Author:Connelly, Michael - Harry Bosch 06 [06, Connelly, Michael - Harry Bosch]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-04-08T01:53:19+00:00

Chapter 19

KIZ Rider had run the telephone number from the Mistress Regina web page through the criss-cross directory contained on a CD-ROM in the squad room computer. The phone was assigned to an address on North Kings Road in West Hollywood. This did not mean that the address would be where they would find the woman, however. Most prostitutes, late-night masseuses and so-called exotic entertainers used elaborate call-forwarding systems to make it hard for law enforcement agencies to find them.

Bosch, Rider and Edgar pulled to the curb at the intersection of Melrose and Kings and Bosch used his phone to call the number. A woman answered after four rings. Bosch went into his act.

"Mistress Regina?"

"Yes, who is this?"

"My name is Harry. I was wondering if you were available tonight?"

"Have we had a session before?"

"No. I saw your web page and thought . . ."

"Thought what?"

"I thought I might want to try a session."

"How advanced are you?"

"I don't under -- "

"What are you into?"

"I'm not sure yet. I'd like to try it out."

"You know there is no sex, right? No physical contact. I play mind games with people. Nothing illegal."

"I understand."

"Do you have a secure phone number that I can call you back at?"

"What do you mean secure?"

"I mean no pay phones!" she said harshly. "You have to give me a real number."

Bosch gave her his cell phone number.

"Okay. I'll call you back in one minute. Be there."

"I will."

"I will ask for three-six-seven. That is you. You are not a person to me. You do not have a name. You are simply a number."

"Three-six-seven. I understand."

He closed the phone and looked at his partners.

"We'll know if it worked in about a minute."

"You sounded nice and subservient, Harry," Rider said.

"Thank you. I try my best."

"You sounded like a cop to me," Edgar said.

"We'll see."

Bosch turned the car on, just to be doing something. Rider yawned and then he had to. Then Edgar joined in.

The phone rang. It was Mistress Regina. She asked for him by number.

"You can come to me in one hour. I require a donation of two hundred dollars for a one-hour session. Cash only and in advance. Is that understood?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Uh, yes, Mistress Regina."

"That's very good."

Bosch looked over at Rider, who was in the front passenger seat, and winked. She smiled back at him.

Regina gave the address and apartment number. Bosch turned the overhead light on and looked over at Rider's notes. The address he had just been given was the same one Rider had but the apartment number was different. He told Regina he would be there and they ended the call.

"It's a go. But not for an hour. She uses a different apartment in the same building."

"We gonna wait?" Edgar asked.

"Nope. I want to get home and get some sleep."

Bosch turned the car onto Kings Road and cruised a half block up until they found the address. It was a small apartment building made of wood and stucco. There was no parking anywhere so he pulled into a red zone in front of a fireplug and they got out.

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