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“He’d called the hospital: Inez was healing up quickly, her family hadn’t visited, her sister called, and Mama and Papa blamed her for the nightmare—provocative clothing, worldly ways. She’d been crying for her stuffed animals; he had the gift shop send up an assortment—gifts to ease his conscience—he wanted her as a major witness in his first big homicide case.”

“He felt himself buzzing, electric chair, a sign on top: THEY DIDN’T DO IT.”

“Easy IDs: Dick Stensland’s bray, Bud White’s limp. Ed spat blood, swore payback.”

“Lad, do you follow my drift.”

“In Technicolor.”

Ellroy’s got such a unique prose.

“Bud moved away from the music—it made him think of his mother. He lit a cigarette, thought of her anyway.”