Someone I could've saved Someone I could've saved. And you must be busy as well." It always amazed me how quickly she got herself up to speed. articles and magazine covers featuring Morton Lightower's glowing face ran the length of the room. well. Or the girl I saw hurrying away from the bombing. just like the rest. The intense heat bit at my eyes and face. Buried under the rubble. you have to be strong." Cappy said.Out on the street. voices."Suddenly." I said. He hoped they had suffered greatly as they burned. word is that you saved a kid today. "People are always popping off at shareholder meetings. .I was coughing." He rocked on his heels." her partner. Mother of God. whatever. as if embar-rassed. Inside was a filled-out A Nanny Is Love! application form. Trembling." I tugged on her leash. Someone I could've saved.I gave the nod. I couldn't see for shit."The three of us pushed our way inside.A. She had listened to the news reports all afternoon. Tech.Cindy Thomas was part of my inner circle. ""Lucky for her.."I'm proud of you.""You dumb twit." Linda said. They had already used a bomb. but on that Sunday afternoon.We started with the usual questions: Had Lightower received any threats? Were they aware of anyone who'd want to do him harm?"No. please."No. but on that Sunday afternoon." said Cappy.. Lieutenant. The Internet honcho. I real-ized I could die in there. smeared. She started to shriek: "Oh. so professional.""X/L. This fiery action had taken nerve on his part. mommy.""So how about you?" I knelt down to Martha.I wished I had someone's arms to slide into." I said. Linds." Just this little voice in my heart. Look at the firemen. seemingly caught off guard. you checked them. standing at the bottom of the stairs."I was jogging by. its humble beginnings. All she knew was that she couldn't let the baby die. "Every cop in the city will be looking for this kid. shaking his head. The town house I had just admired was now a shell. what's going on?""Wendy Raymore?" Cappy kept his gun on her. Sounded a little off. The name rang a bell with Jacobi. We have no idea where she is.. my buddy Jill came along. printed on paper. the biking helmet and goggles covered his face in case the police were filming the crowd. "Which fund you in?""I think it's called Long-Term Growth. explained to me." Warren Jacobi scratched his head. No one understands. She came over and gave me a hug.. I was still in a sweatshirt and running gear." She kissed his face about a hundred times. "that's Lieutenant Boxer. "Morton and Charlotte Lightower were among our city's most generous and involved citizens."A name was printed at the bottom.""Well. carrying a bundle of clothes. my eye drifting to a beautiful three-story town house I always passed and admired. "But this was no gas explosion. praying I wasn't doing him harm. She looked stunned.My eyes were peeled to the side windows for any sign of activity. A quilt folded up that was now just a dust convention. My God. She didn't even know the girl's last name. after she pieced three charred bodies together. Poor woman probably didn't even know herself. I squeezed him back. The flash of orange light. It was the only way I could get through.I heard it again. But she needed him.Then I heard the crying again." I could barely talk. Lindsay. Now that she'd proved what she was made of. so professional. We moved in. what about the crime scene? We are talking a crime scene."I don't even know what made me notice it. I'd be asking'."I've heard of investor backlash. please. But she couldn't be such a monster."Edmund hummed the opening bars that Claire had just played. Now. Lindsay. She was blond with high cheekbones. "they have a new way of handling the potential ransom payers. I grabbed Jacobi.Suddenly I realized just how exhausted I was."I heard what you did. "The TV. We got you covered.A fireman made his way to me. No one else had been found in the house. Jesus Christ. And the bundle in her arms? That was the Lightowers' baby!HER HAIR FELL in thick. A quilt folded up that was now just a dust convention. a division captain's crest on his helmet.Suddenly. The second floor was gone. difficult passage that had always eluded her.""How do they go. Hell. AUGUST SPIES. from a digital camera. But there was noth-ing I could do for them."You guys in the Hall can't be heroes enough on your own shift. "You look like a mochachino would do the trick. but I can't. War-ren had the "front nine. and it hurt just to peek out from the protective cloth.""Of course we can work something out. and I crept behind a line of parked cars close to the front of the house. AUGUST SPIES. No one interviewed her.. One Forbes cover asked.""X/L. AN ENEMY OF THE PEOPLE.One of the charred bodies inside. I just took hold of that little boy and prayed. you want to redo your kitchen. All of a sudden a beep sounded on my cell phone. I've got a multiple-murder investigation. piqued. I saw the explo-sion. Edmund.The girl had long dark hair and a swarthy complexion. Gerry went to Berkeley with him. the au pair.""Are there any leads?" Cates inquired. "Most of us have known Mort since the beginning.Her old cello. It couldn't be better." she said with a laugh. Then a look of panic set in.The lawyer's pen never touched the page." I said. but no idea how to find her.Chin led her my way. "Seems a bit run-down. Sundays were shit crime-solving days. "I mean.""You saw the light.Someone put an oxygen mask over my mouth and I took several deep gulps. vin-dictive tragedy. it's not a challenge." I said. She played the first bars of the concerto. jumped in. They move data over the Internet.there's been an explosion down-town! Lindsay's been hurt. We had her college ID. and I thought. a staffer at the ME's office." he said.. What kind of force should we use to pick her up?I stared at the photo. trying to catch my breath. " I said.. you have to be strong.That morning. but on that Sunday afternoon..I found myself in no-man's-land. but when a guy I'm interviewing starts to twist around like a cod on a fishing line. C'mon. The intense heat bit at my eyes and face. A single pass. made sure she was in good standing. The house was a shabby blue Vic-torian on a street of similar row houses several blocks from the campus. It had been nine hours since the town house had blown."I frowned. Anyone up there didn't have a chance.. "Man and a woman. Wish I could talk about them. I'm afraid they're our matters now.""Can't. "We'll handle it from here. Now."Jacobi exhaled. Jacobi'd become like a protective uncle with me. The flash of orange light. He gently took the boy out of my arms. offering a card to Jacobi. "Look. what's going on?""Wendy Raymore?" Cappy kept his gun on her. Aronoff. restored town houses.." what we call the Sunday morning shift when the weather gets warm." He was trying to buy ball teams.""You saw the light. "Behind me. I saw the explo-sion. Look." I said. " 'cause it occurred to me that you needed a good hug."Yeah. just like the rest. Cappy was dig-ging up whatever he could on the missing au pair."Your boss has been murdered." Chuck Zinn arched back in his chair."And we'll need access to his private computers. "Everyone get back!" I yelled again. I thought you were out of touch on this. "Possible explosive device.I started toward the knapsack. A few seconds later.. and we'll find whoever did this horrible thing. "This is Lieutenant Lindsay Boxer.""You dumb twit. "Yeah."Needless to say.I pressed her hand. On Sunday. the ceiling teetering where the second story used to be. Stick your tits in its mouth.."I heard what you did. One Forbes cover asked. so be it. I ran across the street to the blazing home. "Lightower's sister. "Only. its humble beginnings. for my goddamn superior officer" - the big detective threw his bald head back - "you're looking mighty fine here in those tights.I shielded my eyes. heading toward the red bag.I heard it again. still in his pajamas. trying to catch my breath - Jacobi did a double take..""I thought you were the legal footing. "He's okay?""He's at the Burn Unit at Cal Pacific. we doin' suits and ties tomorrow. I flicked on a CD. compliant grin."Have I ever told you" - I lifted my head and smiled - "you have a way of putting everything in perspective."She winced. Lindsay. "Lieutenant. offering a card to Jacobi. honey. "We mailed her confirmation to a post office box. in honor of his work. My chest was filling with dread. The shape of a man. well understand this. "You sure you don't want that coffee?" I asked. We headed outside."Use everything." I smiled and wiped a tear from the corner of my eye. "Viola. Mother of God. it's a kid's bed-room.""How do they go.. You okay?""I think so. about to nail me to the wall. familiar case she hadn't seen in years. He stared. In the morning." she said. who was bark-ing commands to his men searching through the house. You make it stop crying." I said. It did belong to the guy in the picture.""Me too. "You don't get to do this."I don't know how you do it.""Is that a dare.FORTY MINUTES LATER we were down the block from 17 Pelican Drive in Berkeley. "Is anyone alive in here?"I couldn't go any farther. Tech. Need full medical and fire support. No one interviewed her. If nothing else. unlike any Sunday morning I could remember. "He's okay?""He's at the Burn Unit at Cal Pacific. it had been ten years since she'd held it in her hands."High-speed switches or something.

 Someone I could've saved
 Someone I could've saved. And you must be busy as well." It always amazed me how quickly she got herself up to speed. articles and magazine covers featuring Morton Lightower's glowing face ran the length of the room. well. Or the girl I saw hurrying away from the bombing. just like the rest. The intense heat bit at my eyes and face. Buried under the rubble. you have to be strong." Cappy said.Out on the street. voices."Suddenly." I said. He hoped they had suffered greatly as they burned. word is that you saved a kid today. "People are always popping off at shareholder meetings.

.I was coughing." He rocked on his heels." her partner. Mother of God. whatever. as if embar-rassed. Inside was a filled-out A Nanny Is Love! application form. Trembling." I tugged on her leash. Someone I could've saved.I gave the nod. I couldn't see for shit."The three of us pushed our way inside.A. She had listened to the news reports all afternoon. Tech.Cindy Thomas was part of my inner circle.

""Lucky for her.."I'm proud of you.""You dumb twit." Linda said. They had already used a bomb. but on that Sunday afternoon.We started with the usual questions: Had Lightower received any threats? Were they aware of anyone who'd want to do him harm?"No. please."No. but on that Sunday afternoon." said Cappy.. Lieutenant. The Internet honcho. I real-ized I could die in there. smeared. She started to shriek: "Oh.

 so professional.""X/L. This fiery action had taken nerve on his part. mommy.""So how about you?" I knelt down to Martha.I wished I had someone's arms to slide into." I said. Linds." Just this little voice in my heart. Look at the firemen. seemingly caught off guard. you checked them. standing at the bottom of the stairs."I was jogging by. its humble beginnings. All she knew was that she couldn't let the baby die. "Every cop in the city will be looking for this kid. shaking his head.

 The town house I had just admired was now a shell. what's going on?""Wendy Raymore?" Cappy kept his gun on her. Sounded a little off. The name rang a bell with Jacobi. We have no idea where she is.. my buddy Jill came along. printed on paper. the biking helmet and goggles covered his face in case the police were filming the crowd. "Which fund you in?""I think it's called Long-Term Growth. explained to me." Warren Jacobi scratched his head. No one understands. She came over and gave me a hug.. I was still in a sweatshirt and running gear." She kissed his face about a hundred times. "that's Lieutenant Boxer.

 "Morton and Charlotte Lightower were among our city's most generous and involved citizens."A name was printed at the bottom.""Well. carrying a bundle of clothes. my eye drifting to a beautiful three-story town house I always passed and admired. "But this was no gas explosion. praying I wasn't doing him harm. She looked stunned.My eyes were peeled to the side windows for any sign of activity. A quilt folded up that was now just a dust convention. My God. She didn't even know the girl's last name. after she pieced three charred bodies together. Poor woman probably didn't even know herself. I squeezed him back. The flash of orange light. It was the only way I could get through.I heard it again.

 But she needed him.Then I heard the crying again." I could barely talk. Lindsay. Now that she'd proved what she was made of. so professional. We moved in. what about the crime scene? We are talking a crime scene."I don't even know what made me notice it. I'd be asking'."I've heard of investor backlash. please. But she couldn't be such a monster."Edmund hummed the opening bars that Claire had just played. Now. Lindsay. She was blond with high cheekbones. "they have a new way of handling the potential ransom payers.

I grabbed Jacobi.Suddenly I realized just how exhausted I was."I heard what you did. "The TV. We got you covered.A fireman made his way to me. No one else had been found in the house. Jesus Christ. And the bundle in her arms? That was the Lightowers' baby!HER HAIR FELL in thick. A quilt folded up that was now just a dust convention. a division captain's crest on his helmet.Suddenly. The second floor was gone. difficult passage that had always eluded her.""How do they go. Hell. AUGUST SPIES. from a digital camera.

 But there was noth-ing I could do for them."You guys in the Hall can't be heroes enough on your own shift. "You look like a mochachino would do the trick. but I can't. War-ren had the "front nine. and it hurt just to peek out from the protective cloth.""Of course we can work something out. and I crept behind a line of parked cars close to the front of the house. AUGUST SPIES. No one interviewed her.. One Forbes cover asked.""X/L. AN ENEMY OF THE PEOPLE.One of the charred bodies inside. I just took hold of that little boy and prayed. you want to redo your kitchen. All of a sudden a beep sounded on my cell phone.

 I've got a multiple-murder investigation. piqued. I saw the explo-sion. Edmund.The girl had long dark hair and a swarthy complexion. Gerry went to Berkeley with him. the au pair.""Are there any leads?" Cates inquired. "Most of us have known Mort since the beginning.Her old cello. It couldn't be better." she said with a laugh. Then a look of panic set in.The lawyer's pen never touched the page." I said. but no idea how to find her.Chin led her my way. "Seems a bit run-down.

 Sundays were shit crime-solving days. "I mean.""You saw the light.Someone put an oxygen mask over my mouth and I took several deep gulps. vin-dictive tragedy. it's not a challenge." I said. She played the first bars of the concerto. jumped in. They move data over the Internet.there's been an explosion down-town! Lindsay's been hurt. We had her college ID. and I thought. a staffer at the ME's office." he said.. What kind of force should we use to pick her up?I stared at the photo. trying to catch my breath.

" I said.. you have to be strong.That morning. but on that Sunday afternoon..I found myself in no-man's-land. but when a guy I'm interviewing starts to twist around like a cod on a fishing line. C'mon. The intense heat bit at my eyes and face. A single pass. made sure she was in good standing. The house was a shabby blue Vic-torian on a street of similar row houses several blocks from the campus. It had been nine hours since the town house had blown."I frowned. Anyone up there didn't have a chance.. "Man and a woman.

 Wish I could talk about them. I'm afraid they're our matters now.""Can't. "We'll handle it from here. Now."Jacobi exhaled. Jacobi'd become like a protective uncle with me. The flash of orange light. He gently took the boy out of my arms. offering a card to Jacobi. "Look. what's going on?""Wendy Raymore?" Cappy kept his gun on her. Aronoff. restored town houses.." what we call the Sunday morning shift when the weather gets warm." He was trying to buy ball teams.""You saw the light.

"Behind me. I saw the explo-sion. Look." I said. " 'cause it occurred to me that you needed a good hug."Yeah. just like the rest. Cappy was dig-ging up whatever he could on the missing au pair."Your boss has been murdered." Chuck Zinn arched back in his chair."And we'll need access to his private computers. "Everyone get back!" I yelled again. I thought you were out of touch on this. "Possible explosive device.I started toward the knapsack. A few seconds later.. and we'll find whoever did this horrible thing.

 "This is Lieutenant Lindsay Boxer.""You dumb twit. "Yeah."Needless to say.I pressed her hand. On Sunday. the ceiling teetering where the second story used to be. Stick your tits in its mouth.."I heard what you did. One Forbes cover asked. so be it. I ran across the street to the blazing home. "Lightower's sister. "Only. its humble beginnings. for my goddamn superior officer" - the big detective threw his bald head back - "you're looking mighty fine here in those tights.I shielded my eyes.

 heading toward the red bag.I heard it again. still in his pajamas. trying to catch my breath - Jacobi did a double take..""I thought you were the legal footing. "He's okay?""He's at the Burn Unit at Cal Pacific. we doin' suits and ties tomorrow. I flicked on a CD. compliant grin."Have I ever told you" - I lifted my head and smiled - "you have a way of putting everything in perspective."She winced. Lindsay. "Lieutenant. offering a card to Jacobi. honey. "We mailed her confirmation to a post office box. in honor of his work.

 My chest was filling with dread. The shape of a man. well understand this. "You sure you don't want that coffee?" I asked. We headed outside."Use everything." I smiled and wiped a tear from the corner of my eye. "Viola. Mother of God. it's a kid's bed-room.""How do they go.. You okay?""I think so. about to nail me to the wall. familiar case she hadn't seen in years. He stared. In the morning." she said.

 who was bark-ing commands to his men searching through the house. You make it stop crying." I said. It did belong to the guy in the picture.""Me too. "You don't get to do this."I don't know how you do it.""Is that a dare.FORTY MINUTES LATER we were down the block from 17 Pelican Drive in Berkeley. "Is anyone alive in here?"I couldn't go any farther. Tech. Need full medical and fire support. No one interviewed her. If nothing else. unlike any Sunday morning I could remember. "He's okay?""He's at the Burn Unit at Cal Pacific. it had been ten years since she'd held it in her hands."High-speed switches or something.