CONKLIN AND I had been working pawnshops all day, hoping one of Patricia Malone’s pieces of jewelry1 would turn up - and if it did, maybe we’d have a lead we could work with. The last shop on our list was a hole between two bars on Mission, the Treasure Coop.
I’m not sure the owner heard the bell ring over the door when Conklin and I came in, but he picked up our reflection from one of the dozens of mirrors hanging on the walls and came out from the back of the store. His name was Ernie Cooper. He was a slablike man from the Vietnam era and seemed to fill up his store. Cooper had a gray ponytail and an iPod in his shirt pocket, cords dangling2 from his ears. There was the bulge3 of a gun under his jacket.
While Conklin showed Cooper the insurance company’s photos of Patricia Malone’s Victorian jewelry, I looked around at the innumerable trophies4, guitars, and out-of-date computers, and at the stuffed monkey with a lamp coming out of its back perched on a plant stand. A collection of fetal pigs was lined up on one of the four counters, which were filled with wedding bands, watches, military medals, and junk gold chains.
Ernie Cooper whistled when he saw the photos.
“What’s all this worth, a couple hundred thou?”
“Something like that,” Conklin said.
“Nobody brings this kind of stuff to me, but who am I looking for, anyway?”
“Maybe him,” Conklin said, slapping down a photocopy5 of the Polaroid of Ronald Grayson.
“I can keep this?” Cooper asked.
“Sure, and here’s my card,” Rich said.
“Homicide.”
“That’s right.”
“So, this was what? Armed robbery?”
Conklin smiled. “If this kid comes in, if anyone comes in with this stuff, we want to know.”
I noticed a small black-and-white snapshot stuck to the cash register. It was a photo of Ernie Cooper coming down the steps of the Civic6 Center Courthouse, and he was wearing the uniform of the SFPD. Cooper saw me looking at the photo, said, “I notice your shield says Boxer7 on it. I used to work with a guy by that name.”
“Marty Boxer?”
“That’s the guy.”
“He’s my father.”
“No kidding? I couldn’t stand him, no offense8.”
“No offense taken,” I said.
Cooper nodded, rang up a “no sale,” and put the photocopies9 of Grayson’s picture and the Malone jewelry along with Conklin’s card inside the cash register, under the tray.
“I’ve still got the instincts, maybe even better than when I was on the Job. I’ll put out the word. If I hear anything,” Ernie Cooper said, shoving the cash drawer shut, “I’ll be in touch. That’s a promise.”
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n.(jewllery)(总称)珠宝 | |
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悬吊着( dangle的现在分词 ); 摆动不定; 用某事物诱惑…; 吊胃口 | |
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n.突出,膨胀,激增;vt.突出,膨胀 | |
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n.(为竞赛获胜者颁发的)奖品( trophy的名词复数 );奖杯;(尤指狩猎或战争中获得的)纪念品;(用于比赛或赛跑名称)奖 | |
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