No . . . uh-uh. No offense to Sunday school, but spare us the lecture, I shoot back. Just tell us why its important. Cal, this guy tried to kill you. Both of you, Roosevelt says as my father shoots me a look. Dontcha wanna hear why? On the highway, t...
We get so comfortable in our lives, things get so mundane, we spiritually fall asleep. But you dont have to go to an ashram in India to reignite your life. If we just follow those feelings, like my feeling to go talk to your dad at the airport Serena...
I was simply being courteous and trying hard not to embarrass you. Agent Molina Naomi. Naomi, even when you dial our phone number, its like youre entering sovereign land, as in sovereign nation, as in the most utilitarian use for your badge right no...
Until . . . Until six months later, when Edwards suspicious squad leader opens Edwards locker at work and finds the old Missing Child poster from when Edward was young. But instead of the picture of him as a little boy, your man Officer Edward had ta...
Tell me who this is, or Im hanging up now. Im here to help you, Ellis. I know what youre searching for. I want it, too. But you need to know: Calvin doesnt have the Book yet. He has the Map. Youre the shipper of the package, arent you? Jerking the st...
You dont know what youre talking about. Deirdre was your informant, Cal! You were supposed to pay her a few hundred bucks for tips on shipments! Instead, you were sleeping with her and buying her sappy poetry books for her birthday! I never slept wit...
Naomi. Ask him. Call him. It was the simplest way to find out if they knew something. But the way these guys were watching her . . . the cold doubt in their eyes. Covenant House was a shelter for homeless kids. Kids who got lit on fire when they left...
Is it easy for you to lie like that? I ask. Youre not just some truck driver. You knew all along this coffin was in here and what was in it. Cal, stop talking. I think I just saved our lives. With a pop, he rips open the Ziploc and At first it looks...
Whos Mitchell Siegel? My dad turns to me as I say the name, but not for long. He turns back to the coffin and starts circling it, trying to figure out how to get it open. You didnt look him up? I ask. Of course I looked him up. Deer farts, remember?...
So you dont think Ellis knows thiss here? my father asks. If he did, you really think hedve driven off with a truck full of plastic pineapples? Now cmon I figure weve got an hour on him. Time to see whats behind door number two. Ysure theres no door...
He shakes his head before I can argue. Im not proud of it, yknow? But once you have that excon label on your neck You dont know what its like to be judged like that. I think back to the days after they took my gun and badge. Even the secretaries from...
two dirty feds arguing over a deal. My father was with me because, of course, were in on it together. Maybe a few words got exchanged, and both sides wound up dead. Best of all, with no one searching for the real killer, Ellis rides off in my fathers...
13 Timothy rides the brakes, keeping his distance. Cal, maybe we should wait back and Thats my Someone stole my van from the parking lot. Get us up there! Were barely a few hundred feet away as a uniformed cop approaches the drivers-side door of my f...
Those are new. Dont panic just yet, he says. I hop in, he hits the gas, and we head straight for my latest federal crime. 11 It was nearly four in the morning as Lloyd Harper flashed his ID and pulled the tractor truck with the long empty trailer thr...
Whys that good for me? I challenge. This isnt a fight, Calvin Cal. I just think its nice that you help people, he adds, rechecking the street. Oh, so now you like helping people? Im just saying . . . its good to help people. Are you asking me for hel...
