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1 " pulled out a second cigarette. “Or maybe not.” CHAPTER 9 Alicia Bogomil said, “I’m heading back to the desk.” We stuck with her. A uniformed man waited outside the glass doors in a two-row golf cart. Bogomil said, “Matt.” “Alicia.” The doors opened discharging two people. The thirtyish hipster duo I’d seen in the lobby. Where bandages didn’t cover the woman’s face, her skin was inflated and glossy, the color alternating between "
― Jonathan Kellerman , Heartbreak Hotel (Alex Delaware #32)
2 " to be her daddy. However, no kids or marriage show up in his records.” Moe Reed said, “He romanced Sylvester in order to get her to play along?” “That’s the working hypothesis, Moses.” He recounted Sylvester’s role as executor, her frequent house calls, the role her grandfather had played in Leroy Hoke’s criminal enterprise. “In general, she’s privy to tons of insider information relating to Thalia. "
3 " you don’t know your family?” “I’m from Missouri, haven’t seen the California branch for years. Do guests sign a register or something that tells you who they’re visiting? "
4 " Keith Moon in Wembley, England, all facts attested to by the writing on the memorials. "
5 " and eroded. Deandra Demarest’s smile said the booking process was just another modeling session. Both times she’d held her head up high, rotated her face to create a flattering contour, squared her shoulders, flashed perfect teeth. Her smile was a strange mix of wholesome and sinful. The kind of blitheness that comes with getting away with too much for too long. In her case, biology helped: perfect oval face, cute cleft in her chin, widely spaced blue eyes with enormous irises that would make her appear appealingly confused when she was anything but. All of that crowned by a creamy sweep of wavy hair—brunette at nineteen, blond at twenty-nine. They say eyes are the true mirrors to the soul but Deandra Demarest’s eyes "
6 " From Heartbreak Hotel:(Thalia)" knew how tot focus on what was important and she kept things simple""Live long enough and everything becomes. Live long enough and your interests narrow "
7 " atop his head a goofy skin cap simulating baldness and fringed with shoulder-length scraggle. "
