“What the fuck’s going on tonight? We’ve got another jumper at the Five Mile Bridge. Three bridges in this town, and people jumping off every goddamn one of them at the same time. Who should I send out there?” Chief Harry Showalter leaned back in his chair, a toothpick jutting from between his li...
He glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was Marisol. “Hey, what’s up gorgeous?” “You wouldn’t say that if you could see me right now,” she said. “I’ve spent the last two hours driving myself crazy looking through filing cabinets. First in the la...
Gary Wallace stared at the basement window they’d just jimmied open. The museum, still closed because of the murder, was dark and quiet. “Why can’t Maya just call the police?” “I told you, she’s got no proof. That’s why it’s up to us to get her out of trouble.” She hiked u...