Status Updates From The Black Dahlia

“Don’t be so goddamn proper. Don’t be such a fucking saint.”

I said what I'd been thiking for the past half hour. "You make me wish things were different. That time was different."
Jane smiled and sighed, "Bucky, is that the best I can expect from you?"
I sighed back, "I think it's the best anyone can."
"You're a bit of a voyeur, you know."
"And your're a bit of a gossip."
"Touché. Come on, I'll walk you out."

“I got an alibi, just in case you think I did it. Tighter than a crab's ass, and that is air tight.”

This chapter was the best part of the book so far. It almost read like a self contained short story on its own. The case seemed to be progressing (even though I know it’s not going to be solved, crazy how riveting it still is) only for Bucky to end up causing some very fucked up shit to happen. I really need to lock in and read this more consistently, it’s a fantastic book.

Ch. 4

Ch. 3

Ch. 2

While, the book queries got most of the headlines, the rest of the circus continued on: tips, tips and more tips wasted thousands of police man-hours; poison phone and poison pen communiques had local and squadroom dicks bracing spiteful loonies implicating their enemies for hundreds of major and minor grievances.