s was

him. His thick hair was uncombed, his face peppered with stubble, his tie loose. He released a long, gusty breath as he dropped a folder on th

another homeless

alking to these vagrants. The smell... good God, the sme

ion with them... forget it. Most of 'em don't even know what planet they're

y to hear th

se up of a man's head. He was lying on an autopsy table, eyes closed. There was a ragged, mangled cavity where his throat had been. His skin was pale and his face was heavily lined. If Sam had to guess, she'd say

said. "There were puncture wounds... our killer took wo

d someone

tricity had been applied. All signs of

stem. Sodium Pentothal. Truth serum." The detective watched her, as if wai

h serum, why tort

was having fun. Either way, I'd wager that whatever information

ecogni

hard look and the

, the word 'eclipse,' any idea what it mea

had been lied to a thousand times and was an expert at recognizing di

his grisly scene, seemingly for you... then he comes

t more defensively than she intended. "

her intently. "Anybody you k

don't know, I m

id "Well If you think of anything let me know. Please. We still got

g through a full mouth. "Gorsky thinks it's some ki

the man with the smiley-face shirt. She t

sends the be

he flipped papers to view the medical examiner'

.E. shakin' her head too. Near as she

reached into the cavity of the bite mark, scooping the void with hi

e glanced at her watch and bit back a curse. Once she got to the

zed on the passenger seat. S

my way to the

came back from getting my oil

nt to ask a

ook over old Henry's garage? A v

bviously heard about this new guy and went to scou

nged?" Kathy asked. Was it Sam's imagination

m okay,

o let him take a pe

d!

the hospital parking lot. "Okay

ely to keep her mind off of last night's dream, of a hospital much li