Left for Dead Quotes

“Manuel Renteria realized that in all the intervening years, he had never laid eyes on Christine Tewksbury, not even once, not until today, when he and Deputy Carson and Detective Zambrano had knocked on Phil and Christine’s door and let themselves into the house. It had been like stepping into a time capsule. Nothing in the room had changed—not the tree, not the presents, not the dusty crystal angels on the mantel, not the hanging Christmas stockings, and not the furniture, either. The room hadn’t changed, but Christine had.”
― J.A. Jance, Left For Dead

“A young woman who looked terminally bored sat behind a granite-topped reception counter, reading a paperback Joanna Brady novel.”
― J.A. Jance, Left For Dead

“The bills from the dresser drawer, along with the ones that had been found lying loose at the crime scene after Jose’s shooting, all had traces of cocaine and methamphetamines. As far as Sheriff Renteria was concerned, that didn’t mean much. He suspected that most of the hundred-dollar bills currently in circulation in southern Arizona had been used in drug trafficking somewhere along the way and most likely held the same kinds of trace evidence.”
― J.A. Jance, Left For Dead

“Unfortunate, of course,” Renteria said. “And I and my department will do everything in our power to find the people responsible and bring them to justice.”
― J.A. Jance, Left For Dead

“Pollo Loco,”
― J.A. Jance, Left For Dead

“Jose was dirty.”
― J.A. Jance, Left For Dead

“bracero”
― J.A. Jance, Left For Dead

“black thumb.”
― J.A. Jance, Left For Dead

“girls to mind; to be respectful; to listen to their mother; not to talk back; to do their homework; to”
― J.A. Jance, Left For Dead

“up?” she asked, closing her computer and returning the”
― J.A. Jance, Left For Dead

“and why? Who was easier to answer than why. The people who called the drug-dealing shots in and around Nogales were members of the feared Nogo Cartel, based in Nogales, Sonora. For as long as he had been sheriff, Renteria had maintained a separate peace with the cartel, due in large measure to the fact that his cousin’s son, Pasquale, a boy Manuel had once dandled on his knee, had risen to the top of the organization. Once Manuel was elected to the office of sheriff, he and Pasquale had hammered out a live-and-let-live agreement. The sheriff would keep his department’s efforts focused on the needs of the people who had elected him while leaving the drug war to others—to the feds, the DEA, and the Border Patrol. In exchange, Pasquale had”
― J.A. Jance, Left For Dead