said Bobby Derr. “I mean, like look at it from my point of view. You work for Camelot and you don’t moonlight on the side. How was I supposed to know this wasn’t a Camelot job?” “Because we use Fincher when it’s Mr. Camelot’s business, and you know it.” “Yeah? And how was I to know you hadn’t dec...
I remember the surreal mix-up at the bottom of the street: the jam of vehicles, the flashing blue lights, the jumble of guns and helmets and walkie-talkies, the C.R.S. packed in tight like a phalanx. They grow them big in the C.R.S. and they arm them to the teeth, and when this wild-haired Watusi...
It was no big deal to walk it, and I wouldn’t even mention it if it weren’t for my furry little enemies. The tunnel was full of them, and those I didn’t see I invented. I went from tie to tie, plagued by the idea of stepping on one. The further I went the more it worked me over, and I fought it o...
We made it in a little under two and a half, the Mustang and me, even allowing for a pileup coming over the pass where a truck had run into another truck and the CHPs were still scraping the pieces off the freeway. I hadn’t been up that way in years. On the run north I usually take the coast road...