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Don't I know you? Yeah, I know you. The monikers of the local homeboys. e boy to 1974, an arduous task without which much of the first part of the book could not have been written. Deep and full, it boomed out one pithy phrase after another.

'   Bosch nodded again. He said the shots fired at the Fontenot house were in all probability meant for the brothers.   The night table's drawer contained mostly innocuous junk: playing cards, aspirin bottles, reading glasses, condoms - not the brand favored by the Dollmaker - and a small telephone book. You make a promise like that and then they find out you fucked them around -'   Sylvia picked up the phone.