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Dr. Death (Alex Delaware Novels)

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Irony can be a rich dessert, so when the contents of the van were

publicized, some people gorged. The ones who'd believed Eldon H. Mate to be

the Angel of Death.

Those who'd considered him Mercy Personified grieved.

I viewed it through a different lens, had my own worries.

Mate was murdered in the very early hours of a sour-smelling, fog-laden

Monday in September. No earthquakes or wars interceded by sundown, so the

death merited a lead story on the evening news. Newspaper headlines in the

Times and the Daily News followed on Tuesday. TV dropped the story within

twenty-four hours, but recaps ran in the Wednesday papers. In total, four

days of coverage, the maximum in short-attention-span L.A. unless the corpse

is that of a princess or the killer can afford lawyers who yearn for Oscars.

No easy solve on this one; no breaks of any kind. Milo had been doing his

job long enough not to expect otherwise.

He'd had an easy summer, catching a quartet of lovingly stupid homicides

during July and August--one domestic violence taken to the horrible extreme

and three brain-dead drunks shooting other inebriates in squalid Westside

bars. Four murderers hanging around long enough to be caught. It kept his

solve rate high, made it a bit--but not much--easier to be the only openly

gay detective in LAPD.

"Knew I was due," he said. It was the Sunday after the murder when he phoned

me at the house. Mate's corpse had been cold for six days and the press had

moved on.

That suited Milo just fine. Like any artist, he craved solitude. He'd played

his part by not giving the press anything to work with. Orders from the

brass. One thing he and the brass could agree on: reporters were almost

always the enemy.

What the papers HAD printed was squeezed out of clip-file biographies, the

inevitable ethical debates, old photos, old quotes. Beyond the fact that

Mate had been hooked up to his own killing machine, only the sketchiest

details had been released:

Van parked on a remote section of Mulholland Drive, discovery by hikers just

after dawn.

DR. DEATH MURDERED.

I knew more because Milo told me.

The call came in at 8 P.M., just as Robin and I had finished dinner. I was

out the door, holding on to the straining leash of Spike, our little French

bulldog. Pooch and I both looking forward to a night walk up the glen. Spike

loved the dark because pointing at scurrying sounds let him pretend he was a

noble hunter. I enjoyed getting out because I worked with people all day and

solitude was always welcome.

Robin answered the phone, caught me in time, ended up doing dog-duty as I

returned to my study.

"Mate's yours?" I said, surprised because he hadn't told me sooner. Suddenly

edgy because that added a whole new layer of complexity to my week.

"Who else merits such blessing?"

I laughed softly, feeling my shoulders humping, rings of tension around my

neck. The moment I'd heard about Mate I'd worried. Deliberated for a long

time, finally made a call that hadn't been returned. I'd dropped the issue

because there'd been no good reason not to. It really WASN'T any of my

business. Now, with Milo involved, all that had changed.

I kept the worries to myself. His call had nothing to do with my problem.

Coincidence--one of those nasty little overlaps. Or maybe there really are

only a hundred people in the world.

His reason for getting in touch was simple: the dreaded W word: whodunit. A

case with enough psychopathology to make me potentially useful.

Also I was his friend, one of the few people left in whom he could confide.

The psychopathology part was fine with me. What bothered me was the

friendship component. Things I knew but didn't tell him. COULDN'T tell him.

Product Details

ISBN:
9780345413888
Author:
Kellerman, Jonathan
Publisher:
Ballantine Books
Location:
New York
Subject:
Thrillers
Subject:
Suspense
Subject:
Physicians
Subject:
Assisted suicide
Subject:
Thrillers
Subject:
Suspense
Subject:
General Fiction
Copyright:
Edition Number:
1st mass market ed.
Edition Description:
Mass market paperback
Series:
Alex Delaware Novels
Publication Date:
20010828
Binding:
Paperback
Grade Level:
General/trade
Language:
English
Pages:
448
Dimensions:
6.97x4.19x1.18 in. .48 lbs.

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