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SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 29 The FBI Field Office was on Golden Gate Avenue , just northeast of the Civic Center area. After I went through the metaldetector, I looked
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Chapter 34 Jason Powers’ panel truck was cruising north along Highway 101. Cocoa was listening to music with her headphones. Rhonda had a desultory conversation with Sheena about dangerous “shelters” for the homeless.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 51 That night Terry and I discussed watching Dorothy Latham’s house. Was she still living there? What did she look like? The only thing we had was an address.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 37. Terry’s call threw me. How could the cops have missed it? Then it came to me: maybe they were too young to have even heard of Charles Manson and the Tate-La Bianca murders.FOLLOW THE LEADER
I could see black scuff marks on one wall. The kind a boot would make. A dent or hole had been plastered over. In the middle of the room was a small table that could accommodate four people.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Some forty minutes later we cruised by the verdant farms and pastures off Highway 101. Up ahead was a roadblock. A sheriff stood by his car. A sawhorse “barrier” stretched across one side of the smallcountry road.
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Chapter 25 Something troubled me that night as I drove away from the campus and headed down Geneva Avenue. Something besides the pain from the knife wound I had patched up with my first aid kit. I sensed that I was being followed.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 50. I got off the streetcar and headed back into St. Francis Woods, determined to push ahead with my investigation. The feds had thrown a few crumbs my way, which was more than I expected. Now it was on to Irv Feingold, Amy’s father. FOLLOW THE LEADER CHAPTER 2 Chapter 2 The Schultzes held hands, terrified, as they huddled together on their sofa. Up to now, the news media had not presented the Death Valley murder scenes in vivid detail. There was always more on the Web for the ghouls. FOLLOW THE LEADER CHAPTER 4 His pretty companion quickly checked her appearance in the same window. There it is, she thought. The fucking scar. Shit! Her nearly perfect features were marred by a long scar on her right cheek.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 29 The FBI Field Office was on Golden Gate Avenue , just northeast of the Civic Center area. After I went through the metaldetector, I looked
SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 34 Jason Powers’ panel truck was cruising north along Highway 101. Cocoa was listening to music with her headphones. Rhonda had a desultory conversation with Sheena about dangerous “shelters” for the homeless.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 51 That night Terry and I discussed watching Dorothy Latham’s house. Was she still living there? What did she look like? The only thing we had was an address.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 37. Terry’s call threw me. How could the cops have missed it? Then it came to me: maybe they were too young to have even heard of Charles Manson and the Tate-La Bianca murders.FOLLOW THE LEADER
I could see black scuff marks on one wall. The kind a boot would make. A dent or hole had been plastered over. In the middle of the room was a small table that could accommodate four people.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Some forty minutes later we cruised by the verdant farms and pastures off Highway 101. Up ahead was a roadblock. A sheriff stood by his car. A sawhorse “barrier” stretched across one side of the smallcountry road.
FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 25 Something troubled me that night as I drove away from the campus and headed down Geneva Avenue. Something besides the pain from the knife wound I had patched up with my first aid kit. I sensed that I was being followed.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 50. I got off the streetcar and headed back into St. Francis Woods, determined to push ahead with my investigation. The feds had thrown a few crumbs my way, which was more than I expected. Now it was on to Irv Feingold, Amy’s father. FOLLOW THE LEADER CHAPTER 2 Chapter 2 The Schultzes held hands, terrified, as they huddled together on their sofa. Up to now, the news media had not presented the Death Valley murder scenes in vivid detail. There was always more on the Web for the ghouls. FOLLOW THE LEADER CHAPTER 4 His pretty companion quickly checked her appearance in the same window. There it is, she thought. The fucking scar. Shit! Her nearly perfect features were marred by a long scar on her right cheek.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 29 The FBI Field Office was on Golden Gate Avenue , just northeast of the Civic Center area. After I went through the metaldetector, I looked
SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 34 Jason Powers’ panel truck was cruising north along Highway 101. Cocoa was listening to music with her headphones. Rhonda had a desultory conversation with Sheena about dangerous “shelters” for the homeless.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 39 I had gauged Rollins wrong: Instead of dragging his feet he called me and asked to go earlier—way earlier: Seven. It was no problem for me since I’m an early riser.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 45 The park rangers were right. Very little was left. There was a chimney, part of a stove and the charred walls of a foundation.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 24 It was 9:20 pm, ten minutes before the end of a night school session at Lowell High. I had been waiting in my car, hoping to see Zack Tyler so that I could question him.SAVAGE NOIR
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Chapter 51 That night Terry and I discussed watching Dorothy Latham’s house. Was she still living there? What did she look like? The only thing we had was an address.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 25 Something troubled me that night as I drove away from the campus and headed down Geneva Avenue. Something besides the pain from the knife wound I had patched up with my first aid kit. I sensed that I was being followed.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 9 That night, to dispel my churlish mood, I walked through the heart of the Mission on 24 th Street. The brightly lit bodegas and little grocery stores and shops usually lifted my spirits.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Some forty minutes later we cruised by the verdant farms and pastures off Highway 101. Up ahead was a roadblock. A sheriff stood by his car. A sawhorse “barrier” stretched across one side of the smallcountry road.
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Chapter 14 Michael Rollins showed up on time . He trudged up the steps paying no attention to the greenery. When he got to the top, hestopped.
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Chapter 45 The park rangers were right. Very little was left. There was a chimney, part of a stove and the charred walls of a foundation.SAVAGE NOIR
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Chapter 51 That night Terry and I discussed watching Dorothy Latham’s house. Was she still living there? What did she look like? The only thing we had was an address.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 34 Jason Powers’ panel truck was cruising north along Highway 101. Cocoa was listening to music with her headphones. Rhonda had a desultory conversation with Sheena about dangerous “shelters” for the homeless.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 23 It was seven p.m. in rarified Pacific Heights , with its mansions and carefully tended gardens. Zack Tyler lived in a colossus that made “big footprint” a joke.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 9 That night, to dispel my churlish mood, I walked through the heart of the Mission on 24 th Street. The brightly lit bodegas and little grocery stores and shops usually lifted my spirits.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 25 Something troubled me that night as I drove away from the campus and headed down Geneva Avenue. Something besides the pain from the knife wound I had patched up with my first aid kit. I sensed that I was being followed.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 50. I got off the streetcar and headed back into St. Francis Woods, determined to push ahead with my investigation. The feds had thrown a few crumbs my way, which was more than I expected. Now it was on to Irv Feingold, Amy’s father.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 45. The park rangers were right. Very little was left. There was a chimney, part of a stove and the charred walls of a foundation.I stepped onto
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Chapter 14 Michael Rollins showed up on time . He trudged up the steps paying no attention to the greenery. When he got to the top, hestopped.
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Chapter 45 The park rangers were right. Very little was left. There was a chimney, part of a stove and the charred walls of a foundation.SAVAGE NOIR
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Chapter 51 That night Terry and I discussed watching Dorothy Latham’s house. Was she still living there? What did she look like? The only thing we had was an address.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 34 Jason Powers’ panel truck was cruising north along Highway 101. Cocoa was listening to music with her headphones. Rhonda had a desultory conversation with Sheena about dangerous “shelters” for the homeless.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 23 It was seven p.m. in rarified Pacific Heights , with its mansions and carefully tended gardens. Zack Tyler lived in a colossus that made “big footprint” a joke.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 9 That night, to dispel my churlish mood, I walked through the heart of the Mission on 24 th Street. The brightly lit bodegas and little grocery stores and shops usually lifted my spirits.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 25 Something troubled me that night as I drove away from the campus and headed down Geneva Avenue. Something besides the pain from the knife wound I had patched up with my first aid kit. I sensed that I was being followed.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 50. I got off the streetcar and headed back into St. Francis Woods, determined to push ahead with my investigation. The feds had thrown a few crumbs my way, which was more than I expected. Now it was on to Irv Feingold, Amy’s father.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 45. The park rangers were right. Very little was left. There was a chimney, part of a stove and the charred walls of a foundation.I stepped onto
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Chapter 34 Jason Powers’ panel truck was cruising north along Highway 101. Cocoa was listening to music with her headphones. Rhonda had a desultory conversation with Sheena about dangerous “shelters” for the homeless.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 29 The FBI Field Office was on Golden Gate Avenue , just northeast of the Civic Center area. After I went through the metaldetector, I looked
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Chapter 31 My investigation was stalled. I had the eerie feeling that there had been a key bit of evidence I had missed somehow. Or maybenot.
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Chapter 39 I had gauged Rollins wrong: Instead of dragging his feet he called me and asked to go earlier—way earlier: Seven. It was no problem for me since I’m an early riser.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 41 That night I looked in on Rollins , who, behind my back, had bought a fifth of Glenlivet Scotch and was half way through it. I grabbed the bottle off the table.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 9 That night, to dispel my churlish mood, I walked through the heart of the Mission on 24 th Street. The brightly lit bodegas and little grocery stores and shops usually lifted my spirits.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 7 Now I knew why Colin gave me the gift . I should have guessed there was a hidden motive. I grabbed my note pad and searchedfor a pen.
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Chapter 51 That night Terry and I discussed watching Dorothy Latham’s house. Was she still living there? What did she look like? The only thing we had was an address.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 17 Colin was wrong. My nemesis, Lt. Spears (aka “Shorty”)was still at his desk in The Homicide Division. That meant Terry and I would have to wait outside in the dark hallway. FOLLOW THE LEADER CHAPTER 4 His pretty companion quickly checked her appearance in the same window. There it is, she thought. The fucking scar. Shit! Her nearly perfect features were marred by a long scar on her right cheek.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 14 Michael Rollins showed up on time . He trudged up the steps paying no attention to the greenery. When he got to the top, hestopped.
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Chapter 9 That night, to dispel my churlish mood, I walked through the heart of the Mission on 24 th Street. The brightly lit bodegas and little grocery stores and shops usually lifted my spirits.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Some forty minutes later we cruised by the verdant farms and pastures off Highway 101. Up ahead was a roadblock. A sheriff stood by his car. A sawhorse “barrier” stretched across one side of the smallcountry road.
FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 20 When I first heard about the headless corpse I immediately flashed on the Death Valley Gang. During their killing spree, there had been two beheaded bodies. Apart from the four women and one male whose throats were slashed. Everyone guessed thereFOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 27 On my way back to see Joy Rollins, I quickly reviewed what Terry and I knew (which was damn little), starting with the Death Valley location.We figured that the killer probably drove a windowless panel truck or possibly a camper. It seemed possible that the girl in the café knew the killer.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 25 Something troubled me that night as I drove away from the campus and headed down Geneva Avenue. Something besides the pain from the knife wound I had patched up with my first aid kit. I sensed that I was being followed.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 10 On my way home I walked back the same way. I was still stoked from seeing Linda. She obviously did care for me, even though she had stopped writing to me after she married Colin.FOLLOW THE LEADER
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FOLLOW THE LEADER CHAPTER 4 His pretty companion quickly checked her appearance in the same window. There it is, she thought. The fucking scar. Shit! Her nearly perfect features were marred by a long scar on her right cheek.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 14 Michael Rollins showed up on time . He trudged up the steps paying no attention to the greenery. When he got to the top, hestopped.
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Chapter 9 That night, to dispel my churlish mood, I walked through the heart of the Mission on 24 th Street. The brightly lit bodegas and little grocery stores and shops usually lifted my spirits.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Some forty minutes later we cruised by the verdant farms and pastures off Highway 101. Up ahead was a roadblock. A sheriff stood by his car. A sawhorse “barrier” stretched across one side of the smallcountry road.
FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 20 When I first heard about the headless corpse I immediately flashed on the Death Valley Gang. During their killing spree, there had been two beheaded bodies. Apart from the four women and one male whose throats were slashed. Everyone guessed thereFOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 27 On my way back to see Joy Rollins, I quickly reviewed what Terry and I knew (which was damn little), starting with the Death Valley location.We figured that the killer probably drove a windowless panel truck or possibly a camper. It seemed possible that the girl in the café knew the killer.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 25 Something troubled me that night as I drove away from the campus and headed down Geneva Avenue. Something besides the pain from the knife wound I had patched up with my first aid kit. I sensed that I was being followed.FOLLOW THE LEADER
Chapter 10 On my way home I walked back the same way. I was still stoked from seeing Linda. She obviously did care for me, even though she had stopped writing to me after she married Colin.FOLLOW THE LEADER
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FOLLOW THE LEADER CHAPTER 4 His pretty companion quickly checked her appearance in the same window. There it is, she thought. The fucking scar. Shit! Her nearly perfect features were marred by a long scar on her right cheek.SAVAGE NOIR
Chapter 52 Since Terry was a night owl, I had assigned the night watch to him. He was parked just up the street in my old Honda, probably listening to music through his earphones. Skip to main contentSEARCH THIS BLOG
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Chapter 54 Terry took out his set of picks and worked on the spring bolt lock on the back door. Francis had told him to get in and get out as fast as he could, but rushing was anathema to “second story men.” A minute later he opened the door and stepped into a utility room. Reggie began to bark at him from somewhere upstairs. Immediately Terry fished out a bit of dog biscuit and knelt. Reggie skidded around the corner, his tiny paws sliding on the linoleum floor. “Hey, Reggie,” he said, his voice soft. He held out the treat, but Reggie kept barking. He tossed the tidbit gently, underhanded. He knew the dog had smelled it immediately and recognized the scent. Another nice man with the same treat! But he had to keep barking. “It’s okay, boy,” Terry whispered. A soft growl, then one last yip as Reggie snatched the treat and gobbled it up. “I’m going upstairs now,” said Terry. Still in his quiet voice, but moving very slowly. He dropped another tidbit off to thPost a Comment
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Chapter 53 Mrs. Latham’s caregiver drove off one hour later. I waited until she turned off Chenery and disappeared. I crossed the street, amped up with coffee and my own adrenalin. Chill, I told myself. Her yapping dog announced my presence. I rang the doorbell. And waited. More barking. As I rang again, I watched the door’s peephole. Insane barking. I saw a shadow. “Reggie! You stop that!” Whimpering from Reggie, then a shriek of pain. She had probably whacked him or brushed him aside with her foot. “Who is it?” Sounding cautious and annoyed. For a second I felt guilty that I had disrupted her morning. “Jimmy Redmond. I’m a friend of Jason’s.” “Jimmy,” she muttered softly. “Jimmy…” “We were buddies at Mission High. Classes, wrestling…” I knew better than to say we were on the team together. It would be too easy to look up. She opened the door a crack. “You don’t look familiar.” “That was a long time ago. My hair was longer then.Post a Comment
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Chapter 52 Since Terry was a night owl, I had assigned the night watch to him. He was parked just up the street in my old Honda, probably listening to music through his earphones. Which I had discouraged. Midmorning found me hopping onto a northbound BART, which was nearly empty. The commuters were headed the opposite way, toward the city. Which got me thinking. Any one of them could have walked by young Rip Van Winkle and called it in on his way to work. I left the Glen Park station and dropped into nearby Belo Coffee & Tea and bought a black coffee to go. Terry was sound asleep when I rapped on the window. No earphones in sight. Good. “Wake up, Mr. Winkle.” No response. I walked around, unlocked the passenger door and slid in and shook him. “Huh?” “Time to wake up, partner.” I stuck the coffee just below his nose. His nostrils flared. Progress. He opened his eyes. “Just taking a break,” he mumbled. “Yeah, right.” Icould sympathize. H
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Chapter 51 That night Terry and I discussed watching Dorothy Latham’s house. Was she still living there? What did she look like? The only thing we had was an address. “I’ve got to talk to her, and the sooner the better,” I said. We were half watching a Giant’s game in Pac Bell Park. They were two runs behind the Padres, but Rich Aurelia was at the plate. Lurking behind him was Bonds, limbering up. Aurilia hit one over the left field fence. Foul. By three feet. “He’s dialed in,” I said. “Why isn’t he walking back to the dugout?” he asked. “Because he’s not out.” “That was three strikes,” he said. “He’s out.” “Not if he connects. He’s still alive.” “This game makes no fuckin’ sense!” “It sort of does.” Teaching him the infield fly rule- ever - is out of the question, I thought. Aureilia took the next pitch. A strike. “He’s got a cute butt,” Terry said. “He’s married,” I said. By then he knew that I knew he was gay, but we hadnever dis
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March 22, 2021
Chapter 50 I got off the streetcar and headed back into St. Francis Woods, determined to push ahead with my investigation. The feds had thrown a few crumbs my way, which was more than I expected. Now it was on to Irv Feingold, Amy’s father. My phone call caught him just as he was leaving his office, and he had disconnected before I could introduce myself. I rang the doorbell and Amy answered it. “Yes?” she asked haughtily, as if she was speaking to a salesman. I handed her my card. “I know who you are.” “I’d like to speak with your father, if he’s around. I called him earlier but he was just leaving the office and—” “He might not want to talk to you. “I’m investigating the murder of your best friend. I’m making good progress, but…” Good was pushing it. Maybe if he knows that…” “Maybe. But after it happened, two cops came over and interviewed him. He was a suspect.” “Based on…?” “Nothing. They insisted that he come down to the station. Tried to get himPost a Comment
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March 15, 2021
Chapter 49 Agent Driscoll showed me into the office , as before. “He’s early today.” “So I see,” said Thornhill. We sat down. “You asked me to let you know if I figured out the brands. You know, the initials. “And did you?” “Pretty much. Yeah.” I carefully explained the significance of the initials, how they related to the names of followers of Charles Manson. It took a while. They listened with rapt attention. I didn’t know if I was being recorded and I didn’t ask. “Did you figure out why Manson chose to—for lack of a better word—memorialize members in particular?” asked Thornhill. “I can only guess.” “And your guess is…?” Driscoll prodded. “Maybe because they lived with him at the Barker Ranch. Manson was on the run, wanted for auto theft.” He nodded. “He saw them every day,” I added. “That’ll do until something better comes along,” said Thornhill. “Better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick,” said Driscoll. “I was afraid tPost a Comment
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March 06, 2021
Chapter 48 After more than a week of trying , I was unable to corral Zack Tyler. He and his druggie pals knew I was neither a cop, nor a certified private investigator. They all lied for him or just clammed up. I tried to find the kid that was hanging around Lowell the night of my visit. It was clear that he hated Zack. Otherwise he would not have told me about Zack’s “storefront” beneath a bridge. I began to think that Zack was selling in a new location. Meanwhile, my stoner informant had seemingly disappeared. “It frustrates the hell outta me,” I complained to Colin on the phone. “Don’t sweat it. Even if you catch him it will do you no good. He’ll lie through his teeth again. Remember, we can’t pick him up until we see him commit a crime. I know it sucks, but…” “I just had an idea,” I said. “Yeah? Run it by me.” “You’ve got it.” “Got what?” he asked. “The interview. Starring Zack, Slim and Shorty.” “After what happened on your last visit, I’m leery about you comPost a Comment
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