Along Came a Spider (Alex Cross, #1)

by James Patterson

The crowd in Faces is mostly black, but white people come by for the jazz. And to learn how to dance, and dress.

“Uh huh.” Sampson nodded with the flow of our conversation. “Your head above, or below, the water line right now?” “I don’t know that, either. You meet somebody who can lie to you the way she did, it changes your perspective on things. This is very tough to handle, man. You ever lie to me?”