“There it was, a sign above a shop that said 221B BAKER STREET. My mouth hung open. I looked around at the ordinary street and the white-painted buildings, looking clean in the morning rain. Where were the fog, the streetlights,… — James R. Benn Copy Share Image
“If prayer flew as quickly as gossip, all the saints in heaven could not keep up with it.” — James R. Benn Copy Share Image
“He always said the best chance for a hands-on killer to leave a clue was at the last moment of contact, when the deed… — James R. Benn Copy Share Image
“Everything changed, and eleven months later, here I was in the middle of the night with a gungho major, playing secret agent, hoping some… — James R. Benn Copy Share Image
“I looked like a million bucks. An unarmed million bucks, which isn't necessarily the best combination.” — James R. Benn Copy Share Image
“I kicked off my shoes, tossed my jacket onto the chair, loosened my tie, and closed my eyes for about half an hour. Catnaps… — James R. Benn Copy Share Image
“Watching Dad figure things out was like watching an artist paint a picture. He used to say an investigation was a lot like art,… — James R. Benn Copy Share Image
“Except for a roll of Harding's eyes, everyone ignored me, which is the way I liked it when I had to hang around with… — James R. Benn Copy Share Image
“Just like I was hooked the first time I worked a homicide. I knew then that I was different from everyone else, set apart… — James R. Benn Copy Share Image
“There it was, a sign above a shop that said 221B BAKER STREET. My mouth hung open. I looked around at the ordinary street… — James R. Benn Copy Share Image
