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Chapters (57)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Acknowledgements
  5. 1 - ANACONDA FURY
  6. 2 - WILD PARENT
  7. 3 - NO GOOD DEED REMAINS UNPUNISHED
  8. 4 - HELLUVA CLIENT
  9. IN THE DETECTIVE’S ABSENCE I
  10. 5 - IT’S A BIRD . . . IT’S A PLANE ... NO! IT’S SUPERCOUSIN!
  11. 6 - FIT FOR YOUR HOOF
  12. 7 - BAD BOY LAMONT??
  13. 8 - A VERY LATE-NIGHT CALL
  14. 9 - UNCOVERING HISTORY
  15. IN THE DETECTIVE’S ABSENCE II
  16. 10 - THE ROAR OF THE HOOF
  17. 11 - NOTHING LIKE ECHÉZEAU FOR RELAXING
  18. 12 - MEETING THE HAMMER IN THE TANK
  19. 13 - A WILD NIGHT AT THE END OF A PIER
  20. 14 - DREAMS OF OLDEN TIMES
  21. 15 - OLD TRIAL . . . OR SOMETHING LIKE IT
  22. 16 - ALITO OFF GUARD
  23. 17 - THE FRIENDLY MAN FROM MOUNTAIN HAWK
  24. 18 - DUBIOUS JUDGE, FRIGHTENED WOMAN
  25. 19 - EXUBERANT COUSIN
  26. 20 - TRUNK SHOW
  27. 21 - EVER-MORE-INQUISITIVE COUSIN
  28. 22 - A SCARY SIDEWALK
  29. 23 - VISIT A CLIENT . . . AND TALK
  30. 24 - FIRE IN THE NUNNERY
  31. 25 - ALPHABET VISITORS FBI, OEM, HS, CPD
  32. 26 - AND NOW MURRAY
  33. 27 - IN THE FIRED HOUSE
  34. 28 - AND FIRE IN THE OLD HOMESTEAD
  35. 29 - ALL THOSE FRIENDLY GOVERNMENT AGENTS
  36. 30 - LINE SPINNERS
  37. 31 - HOME IN TATTERS
  38. 32 - VANISHING COUSIN
  39. 33 - LOSING A FOLLOWER
  40. 34 - THE BOYS IN THE BACK ROOM
  41. 35 - IN THE HALL OF THE TITANS
  42. 36 - WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON?
  43. 37 - A BASS RIDE . . . OR WAS IT VILE?
  44. 38 - CONFESSION IN MYSPACE
  45. 39 - A DIFFERENT CAR, A NEW CRIB
  46. 40 - THE SHOEMAKER’S TALE
  47. 41 - ROUSTING AN UNCLE
  48. 42 - ROUGHING UP THE UNCLE
  49. 43 - DEATH OF NOT SUCH A GOOD GUY
  50. 44 - ESCAPE IN CONTAMINATED LAUNDRY
  51. 45 - THE GOOD BOOK . . . AND THE BAD BALL
  52. 46 - DISCOVERY
  53. 47 - A RIVER RUNS THROUGH IT
  54. 48 - UP AGAINST THE WALL . . . ALL OF YOU!
  55. 49 - GUILT ALL AROUND
  56. 50 - THE RATS ATTACK . . . EACH OTHER
  57. 51 - GABRIELLA’S VOICE RETURNED

“You don’t need to know that,” my uncle said quickly. “It won’t help find her.”

“Petra got into something over her head. Her laptop is missing, so we can’t check the websites she visited. But either she got in with a dangerous crowd on her own or something she was doing for the campaign got her in trouble. Does she have a drug habit I didn’t recognize?”

“No, damn you to hell!”

“Gambling?”

“Get your mind out of the gutter you live in. My girls were brought up to live decent lives. I don’t tolerate the crap that Tony let you get away with. If Petra was kidnapped, it’s because you introduced her to those fucking Anacondas!”

My uncle’s roar brought people out of their cubicles to stare at us. They did a double take at the sight of Brian and began moving their thumbs madly over their handhelds. A small crowd gathered fast, some staffers demanding autographs, others just cheering their boy.

“I’d better say a few words,” Brian muttered to us.

To his team, he flashed his Bobbyesque smile, holding up a hand to acknowledge the applause like a modest major leaguer acknowledging a home run. He gave a quick thank-you to the group for their hard work, a mention of Petra’s disappearance and how worried he knew they all were, an assurance that if a sparrow fell, Brian Krumas would rescue it.

“That’s it, guys. These are a couple of people who are going to help us find Petra.” He ushered Peter and me into a nearby conference room. “I’ll talk to the FBI, of course, but—Vic, is it?—better fill me in on what you know.”

“I think she ran out the back door of my building,” I said. “I’m hoping she ran clean away from the two people she was with, but I can’t imagine where she’s gone. I need to talk to her college roommate—”

“No, you don’t!” Peter screamed. “You need to stay the fuck away from this—far, far away from this—and let George handle it.”

“Peter, we’re all upset, but—”

“You’re not just useless, you’re dangerous!” my uncle shouted. “George knows more than any detective I’ve ever heard of, private or public, including the FBI. He’ll find Petra without letting it get messy. If you look for her, chances are she’ll burn to death in front of your eyes.”