I threw back the sheet anyway and a curse caught in my throat. Jack was in shorts, his one hand still clutching his belly in agony. The bullet went in clean, but where it came out left a hole big enough to cram a fist into.

In there. The words hit me hard. In there was my best friend lying on the floor dead. The body. Now I could call it that. Yesterday it was Jack Williams, the g…

The cops aren't exactly dumb, you know. We can get our own answers. Not like I can. That's why you buzzed me so fast. You can figure things out as quickly as I…

Those big-shot writers ... could never dig the fact that there are more salted peanuts consumed than caviar.

'If somebody told me I only had an hour to live, I'd spend it choking a white man. I'd do it nice and slow.'

There was one young man who sat regularly in a spectator's seat about whom it was later testified that not one thread of his under or outer garments had retain…

Clevinger was dead. That was the basic flaw in his philosophy.