Photographing the Dead (Nameless: Season One, #2)

by Dean Koontz

Palmer has no friends. No one does. Friendship is an illusion, like love and compassion. Palmer’s true identity is Death, Death incarnate, and Death has no illusions.

Fewer still realize that the National Security Agency, at its one-million-square-foot data center in Utah, preserves a record of everywhere every GPS vehicle has been.

Justice is often in the eye of the beholder; what is justice to some can look like injustice to others. Justice can be politicized, but truth cannot; truth is what it is.

“Nevertheless, we both know that career prosecutors of high ambition and a grand jury of easily manipulated fools can destroy the innocent as easily as they can destroy the guilty.”

Concerning people who commit the most terrible crimes, he does not believe in second chances or the possibility of rehabilitation. For them, he doesn’t believe in pity or mercy. He believes in hungry mountain lions and the right recompense for the suffering of all the little animals.