![]() It is a rare combination, and I think it is why I was more successful than any of the males in Homicide. That was my strength as an inspector with the San Francisco Police Department. ![]() I can be as logical as hell, but I am also highly emotional, obviously. I have thought it all through a hundred times. Only I’m pretty sure that I’d be back out here tomorrow night, or the night after. They would hold me, hug me, say all the right things. ![]() Claire, Cindy, and Jill would be here almost before I hung up the phone. She’s a good, loyal friend who’s been nuzzling me good-night every single night for the past six years.Īs I stare into the Border collie’s eyes, I think that maybe I should go inside and call the girls. Martha won’t leave, though, won’t look away. “It’s okay,” I call to her through the door. I turn and see she is watching me through the glass doors that lead to the terrace. Quite a sentiment, but appropriate and just, I think. ![]() I’m looking out over glorious San Francisco and I have my service revolver pressed against the side of my temple. IT IS AN UNUSUALLY WARM NIGHT in July, but I’m shivering badly as I stand on the substantial gray stone terrace outside my apartment. ![]()
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