Most of them were summer months, as the streets were far enough south to be in the high double digits. The LA gangs celebrated on the month and day indicated by the name of the street they took. “Eighteenth Street Bloods had their birthday last week.” “Ah,” said Kate, squatting down next to the corpse. His companion is at Queen of Angels with a gunshot wound and battery.” “Vic’s name is Pablo Neruda,” said a uniformed cop, reading from a clipboard. Now he managed to shield the flame long enough to light his cigarette, shook out the match, and said merely, “We got ID?” Bill Turner had made his views on contemporary crime scene investigation technology abundantly clear to her privately, but he seemed able to keep his opinions to himself publicly.
Kate Crandall cast a glance at her partner. “Half of West Hollywood, probably,” said the man, grimacing and searching his pockets for another cigarette. “Bet we get lots of DNA from this scene.” There were hundreds of cigarettes on the ground. The tall black woman standing near him clutched a long wool coat around herself and frowned at the asphalt which her partner had just littered. “Thought I’d left this weather in Seattle.”
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