“within reach, especially if the shooter had to lean over or go around the counter to grab bullet casings. Why not take” — Michael Connelly Copy Share Image
You can fall in love and make love many times but there is only one bullet with your name etched on the side. And if you are lucky enough to be shot with that bullet then the wound never heals. — Michael Connelly Copy Share Image
It's about being fair. It's about Black Lives Matter. Yes, they matter. Everybody counts or nobody counts, and I think if more cops had… — Michael Connelly Copy Share
“Someone’s coming.” Terry McCaleb looked at his wife and then followed her eyes down to the winding road below. He could see the golf… — Michael Connelly Copy Share
“There is no end of things in the heart. Somebody once told me that. She said it came from a poem she believed in.… — Michael Connelly Copy Share
I chose deliberately for Harry Bosch to age chronologically with the books. — Michael Connelly Copy Share
“Are you okay?” he asked. “I’m fine, yeah,” she said. She wiped tears off her cheeks. “Somebody who totally fucked me over died today,”… — Michael Connelly Copy Share
“At the bottom of the hill, after Boston College, the route passes St. Ignatius Church on the right. It was here that textile worker… — Michael Connelly Copy Share
“He said no. He said, in very fine English, ‘I buy, I don’t sell.’ Then he escorted me out. But I think that was… — Michael Connelly Copy Share
“Living in L.A. sometimes felt like you were riding shotgun with the devil to the apocalypse.” — Michael Connelly Copy Share
“The paying jobs were few and she was often taken advantage of by the leeches who were part of the entertainment industry. But she… — Michael Connelly Copy Share
“Lean in, invade that foot and a half that is all theirs, their own space. Lean back when you get what you want. It’s… — Michael Connelly Copy Share
Maybe it has something to do with being a reporter for a long time that I don't look to newspapers and television and so… — Michael Connelly Copy Share
I was enamored of detectives as a teenager. I liked what they did - piecing things together, thinking about situations. But to get there?… — Michael Connelly Copy Share
