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  1. Robert Crais _ Indigo Slam

    Good-bye, Richard." So much for civil discourse. So much for modern men discussing a modern problem in an enlightened manner. I was thinking that it might be fun to beat him to death.
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  2. Robert Crais _ Indigo Slam

    The first headline read: MOB BOSS INDICTED ON 39 COUNTS. The basic story was as Reed Jasper described: Vasily Markov headed an organization of Russian émigrés who had long been suspected of involvement in counterfeiting, black marketeering, smuggling, extortion, and murder, but that it wasn't until "an insider in Markov's counterfeiting ring" turned state's evidence that the grand jury could get an indictment. That insider was Clark Hewitt.
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  3. Robert Crais _ Indigo Slam

    Pike said, "What's wrong?" "His name isn't Haines. It's Hewitt, and he isn't just your ordinary junkie. He's on the run from the Russian mob, he used to be in the federal witness protection program, and he doesn't have a clue that he or those children are in danger." Pike nodded. "So where's the surprise?" You never know if he means it.
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  4. Robert Crais _ Indigo Slam

    She looked at our hands, twined there in her lap. "I know you want to help me through this. You already have, and I'm grateful, but you can't help me anymore." She tugged at my hand, and when I looked over I think she was trying not to cry. "I will not have my life defined by triangles. It's not fair to you, and it's not fair to me. Richard is my mistake, and I have to live with it." I didn't know what to say.
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  5. Robert Crais _ Indigo Slam

    Nope." I hung up, bought an iced tea from a sausage grill, then stared at the bay. The water was clean and blue, and Catalina was in sharp relief twenty-six miles away. A young woman in short-shorts and a metallic blue bikini top Rollerbladed past on the bicycle path. I followed her motion but did not see her. The detective in thoughtful mode. I
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  6. Robert Crais _ Indigo Slam

    I drove back to Belmont Pier, parked in front of a shop that sold whale-watching tickets, and used a pay phone there to call Lou Poitras. He said, "Bubba, you really take advantage." "Funny. Your wife said the same thing." Poitras sighed. "Just tell me what you want." Humor. You break them down with humor, and victory is yours.
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  7. Robert Crais _ Indigo Slam

    The people in the terminal ebbed and flowed with the early morning flight schedule of the big cross-country flights to New York or Miami or Chicago, then grew steadily as the number of flights increased. At eight-thirty we separated and positioned ourselves with a view to all points of egress in case Clark showed. He didn't. A family of Hare Krishnas came through snapping finger chimes and offering pamphlets for money, moving from person to person until they reached Pike, and then they hurried past. Strong survival instinct.
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  8. Robert Crais _ Indigo Slam

    I looked at her, and thought that she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. "Can I shoot him later?" She smiled again, and this time patted my hand. "We'll see." Something to live for.
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  9. Robert Crais _ Indigo Slam

    The lifter didn't seem to be paying a lot of attention, but the buzz cut was looking at everything. He scanned the storefronts and alleys and rooflines, his ice blue eyes moving in an unhurried, practiced sweep. I wondered what he was looking for, and I wondered where he had picked up the habit. I said, "Afghanistan." The ice blue eyes never stopped their search.
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  10. Robert Crais _ Indigo Slam

    There are two crime scenes at every kidnapping. The first crime scene is where they snatch you, the second is where the cops find your body.
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  11. Robert Crais _ Indigo Slam

    Jesus Christ, Brownell. What in hell's got you so scared?" The bar door opened and the blond guy from the Lexus came in. He was maybe six-two, with hard shoulders and sharp features and ice blue eyes that looked at you without blinking. He stepped out of the door to make room for his friend, and the friend needed all the room he could get: He was a huge man, maybe six-five, with great sloping shoulders, an enormous protruding gut, and the kind of waddle serious powerlifters get. His thighs were as thick as a couple of twenty gallon garbage cans. The buzz cut was wearing a blue sport coat over a yellow T-shirt and jeans, but his friend was decked out in a truly bad islander shirt, baggy shorts, and high-top Keds. The big guy had a great dopey grin on his face, and he was slurping on a yellow sucker. The buzz cut said, "Willie.
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  12. Robert Crais _ Indigo Slam

    Michaels was an overweight guy in his early thirties with a wide butt and a hairline that hadn't seen his eyebrows in years. He had pale skin and washed-away eyes and dry lips that he continuously licked. The lips made me think he was feeling short and thinking about his next fix, but that's only because Livermore had said he was a junkie. Tre Michaels didn't look like a junkie, but then I've never met a junkie in real life who looked like Johnny Rotten.
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