He knew he had come because he wanted to understand a life's course that could not be explained. Bosch put the coffees down on the floor and put his whole weight on the door. Long day, huh? he offered. Then, in subsequent years, if we get the funds, we'll go back and dig more deeply in selected areas that promise returns.
But somehow Moore was working for him up there. Normally, one set of exemplars -- the ones from the DOJ computer -- would be used to do all the match work, but Irving screwed it up by going to the P-file. I figured you'd be running away with a fortune. He had close-cropped gray hair, a mustache that looked like the end of a toothbrush and small, dead eyes that looked out from behind bifocals that squeezed against his pudgy pink temples.
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