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Graham was admitted to the psychiatric wing soon after he killed Garrett Jacob Hobbs,
Graham has never been an FBI agent. Veteran observers attribute this to the Bureau’s strict screening procedures, designed to detect instability.
Graham originally worked in the FBI crime laboratory and was assigned teaching duties at the FBI Academy after outstanding work both in the laboratory and in the field, where he served as a “special investigator.”
before his federal service, Graham was in the homicide division of the New Orleans police department, a post he left to attend graduate school in f...
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It’s like having a king snake under the house. They may not see him much, but it’s nice to know he’s there to eat the moccasins.”
Dr. Lecter is confined for the rest of his life. If he is ever declared sane, he will have to stand trial on nine counts of first-degree murder.
Lecter pinned against the side of a state trooper’s car.
He was so glad it did not make him angry. Few things made him angry anymore. He knew that he was developing a becoming dignity.
like comets pressed in God’s scrap-book.
Should Graham’s picture go in? The words “Criminally Insane” carved in the stone above Graham
a better one, which he fetched from a box in his closet. It was published upon Lecter’s committal and showed the fine eyes.
Lecter’s likeness should be the dark portrait of a Renaissance prince. For Lecter, alone among all men, might have the sensitivity and experience to understand the glory, the majesty
Lecter knew the unreality of the people who die to help you in th...
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the Tattler is the only paper that carried a story about Lecter and you,”
“It was in the middle of a paragraph full of compliments,” Graham said. “He couldn’t stand to ruin them. That’s why he didn’t throw the whole thing away.”
“Please God don’t stir the Tattler up,” Graham said.
‘Important evidence’ that Lecter knows about from talking to me.
“Lecter would be the best bait,” Graham said.
H. J. Walls’s forensic science text, Tedeschi’s great Forensic Medicine in three volumes, and an antique edition of Hopkins’s The Wreck of the Deutschland.
Will Graham. You wrote the standard monograph on determining time of death by insect activity, didn’t you.
Graham home Marathon, Florida. Save yourself. Kill them all.
“Thanks a lot, Freddy.” A swell of anger at Freddy Lounds lifted him from his seat. He washed his face with cold water in the rest room.
impatiens
“It’s hard to have anything, isn’t it? Rare to get it, hard to keep it. This is a damn slippery planet.”
“Investigator.” That could be anything.
the Weaver stance, left foot slightly forward, a good two-handed grip on the revolver with isometric tension in the arms.
Bulldog .44 Special,
modified by Mag Na Port. The barrel was vented near the muzzle to help keep the muzzle down on recoil, the hammer was bobbed and it had a good set of fat grips. He suspected it was throated for the speed-loader.
designed to fly at tremendous velocity, smash into the target and release the shot. In meat the results were devastating. The rangemaster even recalled the figures. Ninety Glasers had been fired at men so far. All ninety were instant one-shot stops. In eighty-nine of the cases immediate death resulted.
no ricochets, and it would not go through a wall and kill someone in the next room.
Here’s your notebook, Freddy. . . . Are you preferring charges
“Yes, I’m preferring charges.” Graham’s voice was strangled. “Obstruction of justice.
“Will, listen—”
Freddy Lounds’s Lincoln Versailles
the qualities of a good reporter—intelligence, guts, and the good eye. He had great energy and patience.
the longing need to be noticed that is often miscalled ego.
not very much money if you have to buy women.
Dictation was the glue factory for old reporters
a radio “evangelist,” a screaming sociopath who wrote to them for money,
covered pretty much what he pleased and spent the money trying to have a good time. He lived as well as he knew how to live.
“He hates Lounds.” “Did you think you might lose Will after Lecter published his home address?
pure empathy and projection,”
assume your point of view, or mine—and maybe some other points of view that scare and sicken him. It’s an uncomfortable gift,
“If he caught you peeking, he’d snatch down the shades.”