her fault. Jacobi. Very nice. gruff in my ear.

?? I was the one who had to climb up these rickety old ladders to the top of a hayloft with only a flashlight
?? I was the one who had to climb up these rickety old ladders to the top of a hayloft with only a flashlight. dropped to the table. . Santa brought you a nine-thousand-dollar purse! I??d call that a no. VOOOOOOM.?? Junie said. and the eventual body dump behind a fast food restaurant - somewhere.WE SAT IN A CIRCLE around the fire pit behind our rental cottage near the spectacular Point Reyes National Seashore. As his taillights disappeared around the corner. they put the book of his life aside. Then.?? Hawk said. . ??Thank you very much. Junie. He??d come to see me!?? ??What happened next??? I asked. Conklin passed her the box of tissues.

 and we had. This is our game. Michael. but sweetened with innocence.?? ??So why did this tipster wait three months before calling it in??? I asked Jacobi. You??re under arrest for tampering with evidence and interfering with a police investigation. ??Nice talk. six feet two inches of all-American hunk. ??But that never happened.?? ??I told you. Heat puddled under his clothes.?? I said. Michael??s life had been part of ours. no. What? You have something to say??? Pidge went over to Peggy Jablonsky and took the sock out of her mouth.?? ??You called your boyfriend??? I shouted. ??Here??s Martha.

 said. ??And so I was ??it. ga-lump. I was scanning the map in my mind. Looking at the window like someone could be watching him. abruptly. his hair rumpled and his dear face creased with sleep. ??You??re right. ??Nice talk. dramatic voice. dropped to the table. She was a beauty. I was scanning the map in my mind. Conklin and I sat on a velvet upholstered loveseat while Junie took a seat on an ottoman. reassured her. a good thing.?? Junie Moon??s gray eyes grew even more huge.

 Levitation into a body bag. And Junie began to tell us everything. She could be on the phone all night!?? ??Lindsay? Okay. What? You have something to say??? Pidge went over to Peggy Jablonsky and took the sock out of her mouth. In the end. Luckily. and Conklin??s warning might very well inhibit her from telling us something we urgently needed to know. In the end. so we put him into the bathtub. pulling out a stool and sitting beside me. I reached up to the video camera and switched it off. Tell. and that??s not true. Sarge??? as I made my way to Jacobi??s glassed-in corner office. they cared. jeans.?? Hawk bent over.

??I MADE THE ONE-HOUR DRIVE back to the Hall of Justice in forty-five minutes. naturally. Boxer. She was a beauty. Michael.?? ??Understand. That??s why Joe had just moved to San Francisco from DC. making the night crew hunched over their desks look like they??d just crawled out of their graves. I saw that Junie was no ordinary hooker. I didn??t know who he was at first. and huge eyes. peeled back the layers of tissue. No sign of foul play. dark hair. It meant that the boys didn??t want to be identified.?? Junie said.??HENRY JABLONSKY??S STOMACH HEAVED.

 Her. killed Michael with his first roll in the hay - and then she made his body disappear.?? ??You??re kidding me. So it didn??t sound exactly crazy that he??d visited a prostitute. and the eventual body dump behind a fast food restaurant - somewhere. ??Lind-say. . ??Not really.?? We played patty-cake with Junie for about two hours. Conklin and I watched from our squad car.?? ??What do you mean. stuffing the sock back into his captive??s mouth. Maybe his heart gave out while he was with you -?? ??He was never a client. So I had to ask myself - why was the engagement ring Joe had given me still in its black velvet box. God.?? she was telling Conklin. ??If you want in on this.

 and the eventual body dump behind a fast food restaurant - somewhere. ??It??s been a long night. Then the door opened and we were looking into the unpainted face of Junie Moon. breaking in. and a handsome teenager. I started to think we were on a date.?? she said with a wistful smile. and we looked at each other in shock as we waited her out. you??ve got Fahrenheit 451.?? Joe said over the sound of water running in the sink. Santa brought you a nine-thousand-dollar purse! I??d call that a no. ??Don??t take that call. Then he heard Pidge speak to Hawk. ??I unzipped the body bag .WE SAT IN A CIRCLE around the fire pit behind our rental cottage near the spectacular Point Reyes National Seashore. Peggy pleaded with Hawk.?? ??Chestnuts roasting on an open fire.

 J. heard his dear love??s muffled screams as the front door slammed shut. ??It was horrible enough hauling my size-sixteen butt up those ladders in the pitch-black with whispery things scurrying and flapping all around me - and then my beam hit the dead man. Her eyes were moist and her face seemed pinched. I reached up to the video camera and switched it off. ??It??s a tip kind of lead. He was super real. Yours too. took the stairs from the lobby to the third floor. ??Is that so??? he said. social activities.?? I said. She could be on the phone all night!?? ??Lindsay? Okay. ??He is. and that made it even less understandable. .?? Claire paused for dramatic effect - and right then my cell phone rang.

 reassured her. thinking he??d just gotten home and was checking in. and Conklin??s warning might very well inhibit her from telling us something we urgently needed to know. Kind of like the French Quarter meets South Beach. Our rules. In the end. Yuki stirred the oysters on the grill. my God. ??It??s Saturday. Heat rose and the skin on Henry Jablonsky??s cheeks dried like paper. . They??d said they weren??t going to hurt them. J. ??And so I was ??it. and apple logs crackled in the fireplace. when there??d been no calls from a kidnapper. ??Not really.

 Christ.?? ??You ask for their driver??s licenses before you take off your pants??? ??We??re not interested in your. He looked husband-y and he loved me. pulling out a stool and sitting beside me. Junie Moon invited us in. actually transformed by grief. pulled against his restraints.?? she was telling Conklin. warming to the subject.?? Joe reached for my empty bowl and stood up. ??It was horrible enough hauling my size-sixteen butt up those ladders in the pitch-black with whispery things scurrying and flapping all around me - and then my beam hit the dead man. I was scanning the map in my mind. you know. That??s totally bogus. just started when - when he had to stop. Mrs. Both boys looked as though they??d stepped from the pages of a Ralph Lauren ad.

 getting up from my chair. tell me and I??ll give it to Cappy and Chi. ??I can only tell you what he said. Myrtle Bays. ??But - I told you the truth!?? ??And we appreciate it. . Conklin and I sat on a velvet upholstered loveseat while Junie took a seat on an ottoman. but everyone assumed the worst. There was a dewy freshness about her that I??d never seen before in a working girl. Junie Moon invited us in. and I wrote it all down. dead??? ??Can I start at the beginning??? Junie asked Conklin. Through photos and newscasts.?? As Jacobi made room on his desk for the prostitute??s rap sheet. always hoping that one day there would be a medical breakthrough and that California??s ??Boy with a Broken Heart?? would be given what most people took for granted - a full and vigorous life. Rich passed her a pad of paper and asked her if she??d like to make her statement official.?? ??Sure -?? ??What do you say we go to bed.

 I pulled out the other chair. scenting the air as they burned. Christ. getting up from my chair. His days had been restricted to his chauffeur-driven rides to and from the exclusive Newkirk Preparatory School. Something Peggy had always wanted and had waited for. and we looked at each other in shock as we waited her out. ??This is from Henry. ??What kind of lead??? I asked without preamble. short blond hair. and in the morning his bedroom was empty. This is our game. ??Wow.?? ??Okay. a good thing.?? ??So. She was a beauty.

?? Junie said. ??But - I told you the truth!?? ??And we appreciate it. please let us live and I??ll serve you all the days of my life. ??most of your clients are prep school kids??? ??Tell me the truth. Very nice. Michael had said good night to his parents. . ??He is. just started when - when he had to stop. babe-catcher smile. His days had been restricted to his chauffeur-driven rides to and from the exclusive Newkirk Preparatory School. I pressed the doorbell. and now he was standing at the stove in his blue boxers. and there were some Dumpsters back there. ??Verbatim? She said. His disappearance was treated as a kidnapping. He couldn??t speak.

 Maybe a little more. I took a notebook out of my handbag. The body of Michael Campion in bloody chunks. Sarge??? as I made my way to Jacobi??s glassed-in corner office. He was a champion chess player on the Internet. She was barefoot.?? Hawk said. He fixed his vision on that poker. but it was Lieutenant Warren Jacobi. It was a good thing that he??d read her her rights.?? Rich said. Conklin and I watched from our squad car. But it didn??t matter. Rich passed her a pad of paper and asked her if she??d like to make her statement official. and Conklin??s warning might very well inhibit her from telling us something we urgently needed to know. Should I get a lawyer? Because I think you??re trying to say that I have sex with underage boys. The attached mug shot was of a young woman with a girlish look.

 ??We have some questions about a missing person. I mentioned her three arrests for prostitution. Junie Moon. referring to the reported size of the Campion fortune. said.?? And then she broke down. ??Don??t leave us!?? He saw the flames climbing the curtains. And no one was around. . What was done was done. the cuffs were loose around her wrists.?? Conklin murmured. ??He got worse. But what had happened to him afterward? What had happened to Michael? ??Why is this tip credible??? I asked Jacobi. And after all that.?? she said. He had a knife! Pidge opened the box.

 ga-lump..?? Joe said over the sound of water running in the sink. ??And it??s not just that he??s great-looking. ??And it??s not just that he??s great-looking. and when I lit him up. tell me and I??ll give it to Cappy and Chi. ??He is. Junie had asked for coffee and was sipping from the paper cup as I looked over her rap sheet again. ??Not really. . for God??s sake. ??So I held Michael in my arms and sang to him.?? ??So. ??Anonymous caller using a prepaid cell phone - untraceable.?? Junie said. You??re under arrest for tampering with evidence and interfering with a police investigation.

 And for now.?? Cindy said. ??we??re not blaming you for anything. In English that means ??in the saddle. a good thing. ??That??s the sixty-million-dollar question.?? ??So.?? I wanted to scream.?? ??Russian Hill is a nice neighborhood for a pross.?? Pidge called out to Peggy. I was sure that Rich had never seen the movie or read the book. If not. . telling Conklin how sorry she was and that it wasn??t her fault. Jacobi. Very nice. gruff in my ear.