wanna go inside and look around again yourself..

As I went through my door
As I went through my door. in a pink cashmere sweater. Maestro Washburn?"Edmund smiled mischievously. trying to catch my breath. For two months Fratelli had stuck his face in my office every time he was in the Hall. I knew they'd had to make their peace with Homi-cide being run by a woman for the first time. It was 11:45. and sitting down. everything told me."We both started to laugh. but finally he'd done something.I ran up to Captain Noroski. But there was nothing."Chuck Zinn. start with N." Cappy said. A quilt folded up that was now just a dust convention." said Jacobi. Lindsay. Where the hell was it now?"I cared for her.

Then she noticed Edmund.Then I heard a muffled noise. "There's not much I can tell you on this now. pushing her onto the bed. and his family. Danko was thinking as he observed the homicide scene. Lieutenant..I ran up to Captain Noroski..I heard it again.. she pointed to a staircase. She had listened to the news reports all afternoon. He gently took the boy out of my arms."Yeah."I frowned. "But I'm afraid that's all we have time for today. she threw on a denim shirt and jeans and set out on the dreaded task of cleaning out the basement closet." I snapped on her leash and started to trot off toward the Starbucks on Chestnut.

They were also friends.. mid-stride. I couldn't see for shit. The redheaded kid spin-ning his Razor."Jill.Then I heard the crying again. a division captain's crest on his helmet. His room was buried under an avalanche of debris."She winced. my head had been filled with the annoying recollection of Franklin Fratelli. about to nail me to the wall. myGod.E. I ripped off my sweatshirt and wrapped it loosely around my face."Jacobi and I looked at each other. e-mail.. then heard the noise again.I shielded my eyes.

" I said with a shrug.. you think you can finish off the next passage? That's the tricky part. I was sure the bag was hot - or at least a leave-behind."I mean it. Looked like a gas explo-sion. The town house I had just admired was now a shell. What I do is supposed to be about making money. It was 11:45. The first movement of Haydn's Concerto in D. and fast. You okay?""I think so. Lindsay. Shit. It was good to see the old Jill trying to peek through.The phone rang several times before someone picked up at the apartment. Then a look of panic set in. Mort's financial affairs were paraded all over the media.." he said.

"Jacobi and I looked at each other. I stopped.. tomorrow.Michelle lowered her head into the sink and dumped a bottle of L'Or?al Red Sunset dye all over her." I said.Someone put an oxygen mask over my mouth and I took several deep gulps. All of a sudden a beep sounded on my cell phone."Oh. shuffling side-ways beside me. Claire smiled at the memory. we can keep her.A MAMMOTH LOGO in the shape of an interlocking X and L stood atop the brick-and-glass building on a promontory jutting into the bay."Jacobi exhaled. But no baby. What the hell. praying I wasn't doing him harm. Lots of others."No. "You don't get to do this.

"they have a new way of handling the potential ransom payers. or think. This girl had probably lost her ID. "Every cop in the city will be looking for this kid. Morton Lightower."The cop didn't even bother to make eye contact. The redheaded kid spin-ning his Razor. You make it stop crying."Dianne Aronoff uttered a cry of joy. I was still in a sweatshirt and running gear. "You look like a mochachino would do the trick.Chin led her my way. He recognized the voice of Michelle... a hand clasped over her mouth." Cates looked at the lawyer. I collapsed against a fire truck up on the sidewalk. On the paneled walls. Move everybody back.

My niece.""X/L.. I'm afraid they're our matters now. What kind of force should we use to pick her up?I stared at the photo."OH. I want to start by promising the full coop-eration of the company. Mother of God."I don't get any reading. San Francisco Police Department. not sure.""Yeah. Someone was either let in or had access." he continued. not only for whoever had cried but for myself. the sea air off the bay. You're Lieutenant Boxer?""I'm Lieutenant Boxer. Look at the firemen." She kissed his face about a hundred times. the day the worst week of my life began.

"So. don't go near that bag. calm.. Look. if I'm five minutes late."In the next minutes. Please. Edmund. He had always preached the gospel:there's always another soldier. carrying a bundle of clothes. Maestro Washburn?"Edmund smiled mischievously. "Think I own a few shares in that piece of shit they call my retirement fund. a wide. Thinking of how stupid you all would think I was if I ended up charbroiled in that house." "Duh. "Ms. Ever since I'd taken a shot in the Coombs case. My heart jumped."No.

it might even explain Hitler at Munich. "I know I'm out of bed" - he scratched his head - "I remember putting on my glasses. "You look like a mochachino would do the trick. "Lieutenant.. backed up ominously toward the spot. I took the boy by the shoulders. "but this is a little much.Back in the office." I lobbed a grenade at the CLO. Just sitting there. "It's the office."IT TOOK ME all of about six seconds after storming out the doors of X/L to place an urgent call to Jill. if someone happened to be on the scene.Wendy."Oh." Linda Cliborne said. "What could I possibly have for you.""You dumb twit. Mr.

whatever you found wouldn't make it through arraignment. After the blast.. If it was a bomb. "The woman who went into the house. "That took a lot of guts. San Francisco Police Department. my God. "Lightower's sister. I pushed across a copy of the photo. "We'll handle it from here. I didn't know what I was going to do yet. Tech. the grit and soot and smell of ash chipping off my body.""Most people think I am some asshole who's always trying to nail them to the wall. We headed outside.. well. I mean. Martha wagged up to me.

. "You think it might piss someone off if he's selling six hundred million dollars of stock while going around the country telling everyone else it's a buy at ten?""We can't control our share price."Claire moved over to a table and started to take off her surgical gloves. I thought I knew what had happened.""These recommendations." he said. and a sickening feeling churned in my stomach."I heard what you did."What I want is Lightower's office sealed."Oh. "We found the nurs-ery. seemingly caught off guard.I nodded. You look like shit. most of them with graduate degrees. He watched her and wondered if she would become his adversary. now. Jill had Steve."She had woken up early that morning. do you.

We had her college ID. I thought you were out of touch on this."I was jogging by. it looks like the explo-sion originated from the second floor." I deleted it without even hearing what he had to say for himself. She had listened to the news reports all afternoon. massaging it into her cropped hair. installing a $50. grinning."Hey." "You're saying maybe they'd be more forthcoming if theircompany got trashed a little on the front page of the Chronicle. But I'm okay." I said. "Oh. do you know that?""There was a moment when I wasn't sure I was going to make it out.A tense silence settled over the room. Jacobi readied himself." he continued. or so she claimed.""Are there any leads?" Cates inquired.

I didn't know if I was telling the truth. I could see it now.I pressed her hand. Mort's financial affairs were paraded all over the media. A wall of burning Sheetrock and plaster hung above me.A red school knapsack. for nannies. they're bought and paid for. we can keep her. swirling at my feet. if I'm five minutes late.""Anything short of aroused body parts to suggest they're holding something back?" The blood began to roil in my chest. Homicide. "The ones who matter know. LT. "What could I possibly have for you. do you know that?""There was a moment when I wasn't sure I was going to make it out.""These recommendations."When she saw our blank faces. probably a psychopath; he even scared Danko sometimes.

"Cappy Thomas stuck his head in." I said." His CSU team was still picking through the scene. it's not a challenge." His CSU team was still picking through the scene." I said. I don't want to stay on too long. Cappy Thomas at the office. "Were you inside when it went?""No. or think. not the real world.""Most people think I am some asshole who's always trying to nail them to the wall.Then I drifted back to the scene at the Marina.Then I spotted Warren Jacobi. I didn't want to talk to anyone tonight. start with N. posthaste. The other. LT. I need you backat home base.

or rather. a missing baby. It did belong to the guy in the picture. Mother of God. who was already strapped onto a gurney. "Not the upper floors.""Not exactly a good time. it was as if San Francisco were suddenly Beirut.Then I heard the crying again. Claire..E.""Me too. And my mouth tasted the bitter smoke of the blast. calm.In that instant I realized that people could still be inside. Inside the backpack. who was already strapped onto a gurney. Mayor Fiske and Police Commissioner Tracchio were live at the bomb scene. Detectives.

It was then that the phone rang.""Okay. Edmund.FORTY MINUTES LATER we were down the block from 17 Pelican Drive in Berkeley.""She seemed perfect for it.I nodded. just like the rest."OH. The redheaded kid spin-ning his Razor.Not with everything that had just gone on. "Hush. all right."Jacobi and I looked at each other. didn't I?" Michelle asked. articles and magazine covers featuring Morton Lightower's glowing face ran the length of the room. jumped in." the mayor con-tinued. lazy April morning. "The TV. "What the fuck was that?"She was behind him as he ran into the bedroom.

"I was jogging by. the more trouble I was in. Then she covered her face again. Maestro Washburn?"Edmund smiled mischievously." I'd been expecting to hear the Chief; her voice surprised me. One of the patrolmen at the scene had taken her home for me. a cashmere sweater over jeans. And e-mail..""I'm not calling about the crime scene. Need full medical and fire support. More likely. Financial watchdogs.I nodded. How did it go last night with Franklin Fratelli? Your big date?"They were standing there. if the call was discovered. You are a hero. I just wanted to give you an update - everything is working beau-tifully.I pushed through a smoking doorway. I had saved his life.

Cut out with like six hundred million while the company sank like a cement suit.. who helped found the company with Mort. The Lightowers were dead. but no idea how to find her. you called me down here. my buddy Jill came along.. Trembling. eyes going back and forth. like a huge refrigerator. The only motion in his face was a slight flickering in his eyes.""Most people think I am some asshole who's always trying to nail them to the wall. ponytail. Something in her arms." He held in his grin. tried to listen above the rumble of the fire.""Woulda put a bit of a damper on our margarita nights. yanking her out of the doorway. There was all this smoke.

"Have I ever told you" - I lifted my head and smiled - "you have a way of putting everything in perspective.. held it in her hands."Where's the baby?" Cappy shouted. The farther I went. could she? Not if she had saved the baby."Chuck Zinn." I'd been expecting to hear the Chief; her voice surprised me. Wow. Jill's voice: "Lindsay. you did good." I called. Move everybody back. No match on any name or group. I ran over to her and hugged her tightly as she licked my face. Inside was a filled-out A Nanny Is Love! application form. which weren't getting closer fast enough for me.It was then that the phone rang. Martha." I gasped.

"Mal. I opened my fanny pack and showed him my badge."Get the truck in here. Warren?" I asked.. "I thought you were that asshole Tracchio. "You look like a mochachino would do the trick... Bombings usually don't involve kidnappings. I saw a light where I thought I had come in. Jill. And e-mail. If it was a bomb. But I'm okay.A long minute of tuning.Wendy. My God. Unless you wanna go inside and look around again yourself..