He went on like that for a while, and before he was done, Lucas had dismissed him as being ineffectually goofy, although his ideas about the killing were roughly the same as Lucas's own. Holly said he...
We need to know who it is, if he or she is there, Lucas said. That person's life could be in danger from the same people who killed Tubbs . . . unless he or she did it. Then, that'd mean you're...
You think we could get them around by the pool? Taryn asked. Well, we could, but why would we? Because it looks rich. The point is, if this hurts me, I'll be hurt with the more conservative voters out...
Schiffer recoiled: Oh, Jesus Christ, Taryn, don't give me a heart attack, she said, clutching at her chest. Remember: no sense of humor. How many times do I have to tell you that: No sense of humor....
She made a moue, then said, There's one exception. If he is, in fact, in love with Ms. Grant, he might take one for her . . . if she's involved. If he thinks Carver acted alone, he might also turn on...
Though wickedly aware of his surroundings, he didn't look around; looking around attracted the eye. People who saw him would ask themselves, "Why's that guy looking around like that?" He'd learned not...
I don't know. He was hit hard. Bleeding out his mouth, bright red blood, so he probably took a hit to his lung. He was alive when they took him into the operating room . . . Lucas gave him the details...
The aisles of the Varied Industries building had grown too coagulated, so Marlys led the girl around the building, the girl's legs churning to keep up. They came out directly behind the fire hydrant...
The gun locked open and he slammed another magazine in. As he did it, he either saw or imagined he saw a ripple moving through the cornfield and fired four more shots at it, then stopped, crouched,...
Murdered? Somebody murdered him?" Palmer was agog. A thin, soft man with a pitted nose and a bald, bumpy egg-shaped head dotted with dime-sized freckles, he was wearing jeans and a T-shirt that said,...
A diplomatic passport for a Tal Zahavi, with a current photo of Yael-1. The same birth date as in the other passport. The interior must have had fifty entry stamps for European and South American...
Impossible to know. The thing is, you take a fork in the road, it doesn't always work out for the better . . . but sometimes it does. It must.
She shook her head. I don't know the details, exactly, but he was a lobbyist for the Minnesota Apiary Association. You mean, archery? Jeff asked. No, apiary, Daddy. You know, honey bees. There was...
Coyotes don't eat dachshunds," Johnson said. "Dachshunds were bred to go down badger tunnels and drag the badgers out by their ass. A good-sized dachshund could weigh thirty pounds and has jaws like a...
Just about killed ourselves out there in the dark, Carver said. He's gone. Put a few concrete blocks on top of him, just in case. In case of what? Taryn asked, fascinated in spite of herself. Well . ....
All right. I'll keep it quiet." "Attaboy. This thing is going to work out, Lucas. For us. It really shouldn't matter whether we get the killer this week or in two weeks. What matters right now is to...
argued that depression is a terrible word for the affliction. Should be called something like mindstorm. Still, Lucas's intuition told him that mindstorms didn't just show up: they needed something to...
depression was to be feared-and he could feel it sniffing around outside his door, looking for a way in.
The regular campaign staff, including the regular campaign manager, had no idea that the shadow staff existed.
His ex-wife, Truly, whom he still occasionally visited, wore various pieces of camo, depending on daily fashion demands-more at Walmart, less at Target.
But as cops began to develop FBI-like attitudes, and to build FBI-like fortresses, as they sealed themselves away in patrol cars, as they fended off contact with the public, they began to resemble a...
They gathered around the living room TV and the media woman plugged a thumb drive into the digital port and brought the advertisement up: Smalls was dressed in a gray pin-striped suit, bankerish, but...
THE DAY WAS PERFECT: low eighties, bluebird sky, the slightest touch of a breeze. If the Minnesota August lasted all year, nobody would live anywhere else.
vegetables in your restaurants are not so good. Better in Russia? Reynolds asked, interested. I should say so, Nadya said. Also better in France, in Germany, in Scandinavia, in Italy, in Israel.
They both knew what they were thinking, though neither said it: Taryn Grant had what it took to be president. She had the business background, she understood economics and finance, she had the money...
You know, I believe every word you've said, but I don't need this. I've got six officers working for me full-time, plus four reserve deputies and a dog, and the dog got his feet cut up on broken glass...
THE EXCHANGE KEPT LUCAS warm all the way out to the car. He'd jump off a high building before he betrayed Weather, but a little extracurricular flirtation kept the blood circulating; not that all of...
Marlys was a sturdy woman in her fifties, white curls clinging to her scalp like vanilla frosting. She wore rimless glasses, a homemade red-checked gingham dress, and low-topped Nikes. Short-nosed and...
As Bowden worked the room, Jubek took Lucas around to all the other security people and told them to take a good look. If this guy tells you something, you listen, he told them. He gave Lucas his cell...
SCHIFFER WAS LEAVING, Dannon asked Carver to do a serious look around the yard. One of the radar buzzers had been going off, Dannon said, and he hadn't been able to isolate why. "Probably another...
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
Havermeyer was a lead bombardier who never missed. Yossarian was a lead bombardier who had been...
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...
the full fury of his storming countenance with its rugged overhang of gullied forehead and huge crag...