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  1. TITLE PAGE
  2. COPYRIGHT PAGE
  3. DEDICATION
  4. CONTENTS
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  88. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  89. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

“Your mother. She’d leave them in the house. Hide them places she knew I would eventually find. Under the cushions of the couch or in the pantry. I would find them all the time.” His brow furrowed and he said, “I found one a few months ago in one of my dress shoes I never wear. It just said, ‘I’m proud of you.’” A tear rolled down his cheek.

I wiped it away with a clean handkerchief I found on the nightstand. “Get some rest.”

I left the room and watched him from the hallway. He was out almost instantly. I went downstairs and was about to flop on the couch when I remembered what Gates had said.

My father had a small office next to the kitchen. I sat down at the desk.

I opened the top drawer. Inside were newspaper clippings from all the major papers I had been in: a piece in the LA Times about a rap star I defended. A piece in the San Francisco Chronicle about a corrupt cop I had gotten acquitted. A mention in the New York Times about a politician I was defending on a gun charge. There were at least twenty pieces in there. Pretty much all the national newspaper attention I had gotten was accounted for.

I put the pieces back and shut the drawer, looked around the office, and then left the house.

37

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I got a call from Jia while I was at Benson’s eating a turkey sandwich.

“Yeah.”

“Nada on Steven’s house. Nothing there. What’s this about a lineup?”

“The monkey. Belonged to a kid that heard Patty screaming. He said he saw who was hurting her. Did you get the lineup set?”

“Yeah, tomorrow morning at eight.”

“Man, I am just loving you more and more every day. I’ll call the witness’s mother and see you there.”

I hung up and dialed Will.

“Nothing yet, boss,” he said by way of greeting. “Trying to track down an old girlfriend of Anderson’s to see if he took her anywhere other than his father’s house. I’m waiting outside her work. Shift doesn’t start until eight.”

“Keep me posted. I want Anderson’s place, Will.”

“I’ll stay on it.”

“I also want a list of everybody that could’ve been one of Patty’s clients: older men with big disposable incomes. The mayor’s been ruled out, but everyone else. We need to go through them one by one and establish if they went on dates with Patty and where they were on the night she was abducted and the night she was murdered. Then get photos of each of them and show them to Diana. Maybe she saw some of them in the bar when she was working.”

“Will do. What about Farah? I can live with turning a blind eye to drugs, but she’s basically pimping out minors, boss.”