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320 pages, Hardcover
First published June 4, 2019
“I never trust someone with a clean and neat desk.”
“Why didn’t you untie the stringer from the dock, then pull your husband up on shore? Oh, and, Mrs. Rabinowitz, I’m going to need a five-thousand-dollar retainer if you want me to work for you.”
“You have two choices. I cannot work for you or work for you and tell people I’m not. Your decision. And you need to make it right now.”
“I followed him up from the lake and toward the house on a path of crushed limestone. The white-blue LED floods revealed a lawn of deep green. Hydrangeas and lilies grew in carved-out planting beds topped with mulched cedar. It smelled fresh and good. The frogs and crickets couldn’t stop singing about it.”
“We gathered around a big table in a small room at FBI headquarters in Brooklyn Center. The table was so big in comparison to the room you could barely get around it without walking sideways, as if you were traversing a narrow ledge, your back to the wall.”