BENNETT SINCLAIR hooked me up with Wendy Hong, a young prosecutor1 in his department, and with April, Jill's assistant. We requisitioned Jill's casework over the past eight years. All of it!
It was a mountain of paperwork, wheeled up from the law morgue in large laundry-style pushcarts2 and stacked in Jill's office in columns of thick, bound files.
So we started in.
By day, I still ran the investigation3, trying to close in on Hardaway. But at night, and every other available moment I could find, I went downstairs and plowed4 through the files. Claire pitched in. So did Cindy. Deep into the night, it seemed Jill's light was the only one left on in the Hall.
This one was personal. The phrase rang in our ears.
But we didn't find anything. A lot of people's time wasted.
If there was a connection to August Spies in Jill's life, it wasn't in her files. Where was it? It had to be there somewhere.
Finally, we loaded the last of the files to go back to the morgue.
"Go home," Claire said to me, exhausted5 herself. "Get some sleep." She struggled up and pulled on her raincoat. She placed her hand on my shoulder and squeezed. "We'll find another way, Lindsay. We will."
Claire was right. I needed a good night's sleep more than anything in the world, other than a warm bath. I had staked so much on this.
I checked in with the office one more time, then, for the first time I could remember, packed up to head home for some sleep. I got in the Explorer and started heading down Brannan for Potrero. I stopped at a light. I was feeling totally empty.
The light changed. I sat there. I knew inside that I wasn't going home.
I jerked a right when the light changed, and headed out on Sixteenth toward Buena Vista6 Park. It wasn't as if any bril-liant idea flashed into my brain.... More like a lack of any-thing else to do.
Something connected them. I was sure of that much. I just hadn't found it.
There was a single patrol guy guarding Jill's town house when I pulled up. Crime scene tape blocked the stairs to the landing.
I ID'd myself to the young officer at the door, who was probably happy for the diversion at this time of night. I stepped inside Jill's house.
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n.起诉人;检察官,公诉人 | |
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n.手推车( pushcart的名词复数 ) | |
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3 investigation | |
n.调查,调查研究 | |
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4 plowed | |
v.耕( plow的过去式和过去分词 );犁耕;费力穿过 | |
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adj.极其疲惫的,精疲力尽的 | |
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n.远景,深景,展望,回想 | |
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