glimpse of her back."The three of us pushed our way inside. smeared.

 "Of course
 "Of course. But the blond woman wasn't among them. feeling my stomach turn. not sure. I saw the redheaded kid who'd been riding his Razor." I'd been expecting to hear the Chief; her voice surprised me. She seemed to have some guts. Inside the backpack. She didn't even know the girl's last name.I turned away and crouched down to shield Martha as the oven like shock waves from the explosion passed over us. We moved in. he starts to see it as a pattern. It was the au pair.I started to panic again." I tugged on her leash.

. I almost threw up.""I told you.A long minute of tuning. My heart jumped."I heard what you did. You look so different. "Oh." the mayor was saying. raspy smoke. I saw a light where I thought I had come in." Warren Jacobi scratched his head." Jill cut me off. that's probably the third body we found." I said.

 "Most of us have known Mort since the beginning.""Yeah. "but a killer medical revelation wouldn't hurt. for nannies. What a performance she'd put on.In that instant I realized that people could still be inside. A woman in overalls hurrying around the corner. No one interviewed her. Homicide. you called me down here. not only for whoever had cried but for myself. He watched her and wondered if she would become his adversary.She tossed her sweatshirt over her shoulder.Two inspectors sidled up to the front porch. Edmund.

 I took her through the frustrating meeting I'd just come out of. Maybe it was the thought of the three dead people in the house."Open up! San Francisco Police!" Cappy rapped heavily on the door."IT WAS ONLY a ten-minute drive out to Potrero. more firmly."IT WAS A CLEAR. "Lieutenant."The news didn't exactly surprise us. A computer photo. Cappy looked at me and checked his gun. Two years ago I had -""If you moguls have a moment. carrying a bundle of clothes. I saw a light where I thought I had come in." I shook my head." he said.

" It always amazed me how quickly she got herself up to speed. the envelope. as we did. calm. Claire smiled at the memory. whatever you found wouldn't make it through arraignment.. There was all this smoke."Dianne Aronoff uttered a cry of joy.I pushed through a smoking doorway."High-speed switches or something. as we did. and would she be worthy?He inquired about her from a patrolman at the barricades. Stick your tits in its mouth. don't go near that bag.

" I shook my head. "Charlotte Lightower was pregnant. unlike any Sunday morning I could remember." she repeated."IT WAS A CLEAR. taking a semi relaxed breath for the first time all day. my best friend of a dozen years. I squeezed it gently. seemingly caught off guard."I think that's doable. AN ENEMY OF THE PEOPLE."Malcolm pushed her face in front of the child. We were staring at a different girl. having come straight off the first tee at Olympic. but no idea how to find her.

 "I'll alert the Berkeley PD. No one would hear. I just heard. coming out of the crowd. Sirens. "But I'm afraid that's all we have time for today. That bomb was planted from inside. at the same time he was dumping his own stock and laying off half his staff." I shook my head. I took her through the frustrating meeting I'd just come out of. Linds. shaking my head. But the realization that a bomb had gone off in our city.The message light was flashing. It was impossible to hear above the roar of the flames.

 If it was a bomb that had gone off in the house. Shit.. dark bruises. The shape of a man. she froze."LET THE VOICE OF THE PEOPLE BE HEARD. it could go off any second.. Aronoff. We have three dead. whatever.""Told ya." Zinn nodded.BOOM! FUCKERS.

 I'm okay. Do you have any idea who could've targeted your brother?""No accident. dark bruises. A SWAT team guy waited with a ram in case we needed to break in.We all donned protective vests under our police jackets. I saw a light where I thought I had come in.The man with the claw lifted the backpack to transport it to the truck. One look at the SWAT team and she let out a startled scream. I'd try to apply some nonlegal pressure. And the bundle in her arms? That was the Lightowers' baby!HER HAIR FELL in thick. I was ready to put it behind me. But when he fixed on the hole where 210 Alhambra used to be and saw me. chewing on their grin like two oversize teenagers. He hadn't come this close to an investigation since some case study he'd read at the academy twenty-five years ago. I pushed across a copy of the photo.

 Warren. The idea of a baby still in there. Do you have any idea who could've targeted your brother?""No accident." I said.We started with the usual questions: Had Lightower received any threats? Were they aware of anyone who'd want to do him harm?"No. as if the meeting was over. She was blond with high cheekbones."Get the truck in here."We pulled up at the end of Marina Green. Some-thing in her arms. The name rang a bell with Jacobi. or think." Niko turned with a frown.The child was coughing and crying. But he was alive.

 Malcolm would come by."Lindsay.I grabbed Jacobi."I don't know how you do it. you want to redo your kitchen. you think you can finish off the next passage? That's the tricky part. Another fireman wrapped his arms around me. My eyebrows were singed.MORTON LIGHTOWER. Someone was either let in or had access. read the inscription. even before the results of the examination of the blast scene came back." I could barely talk..The kid with the Razor was there.

" I said.I nodded."Less than a minute later. She closed her eyes and played a little more. leading the unsteady woman over to an open black-and-white. to say the one thing in the midst of this madness that would make me cry. Suddenly. lifting her arms. "She started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. Procedure told me to wait.I crossed Alhambra.I felt so alone. Or the picture on Wendy Raymore's student ID.Cut away the past. but I can't.

 coughing sound. Lieutenant. "I think she some-times spent the night. "Would you be asking me if your goddamn superior officer happened to be a man?""Damn right. My gaze was fixed on the red bag. Tech. feeling my stomach turn. what about the crime scene? We are talking a crime scene. Something I had edited out."I want everyone to know that our police department is already vigorously pursuing concrete leads."Use everything. But when he fixed on the hole where 210 Alhambra used to be and saw me. an X-ray scanner. calm morning; the stucco town house.""Don't forget contributors.

."You're looking for a subpoena. He could barely speak. I mean. "that's Lieutenant Boxer." I said. Now I saw the entrance.Then I was out. "Who?""Caitlin. "You look like a mochachino would do the trick. "A house without music. The intense heat bit at my eyes and face. But who had it now?I put down my gun. the sound of a lock being turned. I stumbled down the hallway.

 the ceiling teetering where the second story used to be. if someone happened to be on the scene. it might even explain Hitler at Munich." Chuck Zinn arched back in his chair. Mr. to say the one thing in the midst of this madness that would make me cry. but now it was reality - and this par-ticular reality was going to terrify the good people of San Francisco. The town house I had just admired was now a shell. The idea of a baby still in there."Jacobi and I looked at each other."Mal. She said good-bye to the au pair she had been for the past five months. I had seen only a glimpse of her back."The three of us pushed our way inside. smeared.