The Las Vegas fiasco hadn't helped, of course, nor had the rather snappish conversation with Fitzgerald that morning. All the leads were petering out, the legwork was uncovering nothing, the phoned-in tips were all from crackpots... and now the Numoi were threatening to blow the world up, so the ...
He was bathed in Beethoven, showered with Chopin. And through it all he saw Valentina Borisova coming toward him out of the darkness, a single rose in her hands, her gray eyes wide with hope. But she couldn't get past the music. "Come to America with me!" he shouted, but the music was too loud. H...
Series, Book 1) Chapter 12 Another day at the office—another day of waiting, helplessly, for events to take their course. A private eye shouldn't be helpless; a private eye should be in control of events. That was what attracted me to the business in the first place: I had spent my life f...
Series, Book 2) Chapter 6 The Church of the New Beginning is northwest of Charlestown, in Concord. It would've been a long trip even on a bicycle; on foot it was impossible, unless I wanted to spend the night on the road. So instead, I reluctantly headed south. It wasn't far to South Bost...