Isle of Dogs (Andy Brazil)
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Patricia Cornwell’s novels of big-city police have taken this classic genre to a new level. Now, with this #1 New York Times bestselling novel, she outdoes herself, with a wry tale of life and turmoil behind the blue wall.
Chaos breaks loose when the governor of Virginia orders that speed traps be painted on all streets and highways, and warns that speeders will be caught by monitoring aircraft flying overhead. But the eccentric island of Tangier, fourteen miles off the coast of Virginia in Chesapeake Bay, responds by declaring war on its own state. Judy Hammer, newly installed as the superintendent of the Virginia State Police, and Andy Brazil, a state trooper and Hammer’s right hand and confidant, find themselves at their wits’ end as they try to protect the public from the politicians—and vice versa—in this pitch-perfect, darkly comic romp.
anything in any way.” “A very good idea,” Dr. Scarpetta replied, and she directed her attention to Andy. “The man has been identified by fingerprints. His name is Caesar Fender, a forty-one-year-old black male from Richmond. And we have a full house this morning, I’m sorry to say. Have you ever seen an autopsy?” she asked Regina. “No, but not because I didn’t want to.” Regina was desperate to impress this legendary woman doctor. “I see.” “When I took high school biology, I was the only one in
aluminum suitcase full of weights from his cramped, makeshift gym in the basement of his row house. How about getting your ass arrested for murder, attempted murder, conspiracy to murder, obstruction of justice, and whatever else I can think of, you son of a bitch? Andy threw the suitcase, a disguise, and fishing gear into the trunk of his car and hurried downtown to the hospital. “I’m sorry I took so long to get here,” he apologized as he walked into Moses Custer’s room, a large private one
the point. “Or maybe I should play a game?” Popeye didn’t react. “I should bluff?” Popeye was getting impatient. Why did humans have such a hard time understanding animals? Animals were explicit and didn’t lie or even shade the truth. Unless animals were sick or had been treated savagely, they had no agenda beyond surviving and being respected and loved. Popeye snatched the playing card out of Possum’s fingers and tossed it on the keyboard repeatedly, as if she were dealing. “Deal?” Possum
Saturday morning. “For God’s sake, Andy, where was your brain when you wrote all this nonsense about a so-called Tory Treasure? Look at what you’ve stirred up! By encouraging the Islanders to seize the alleged loot because it’s rightfully theirs, you have succeeded in prompting the governor to issue threats and send out the military. If there wasn’t a civil war before, there certainly will be one now. And frankly, I’m in agreement with the governor. The Islanders do not have a right to the
a little light in her peripheral vision. Last week, she had hit the clicker randomly and often in hopes she could fool the eye doctor again. “I know exactly what you’re doing,” the eye doctor had said as he put drops in Lamonia’s pupils. “Don’t think you’re the first one who’s tried,” he added. “What about laser surgery again?” According to the eye doctor, there was no hope for Lamonia’s bad night vision. She had been managing all alone only because she had a pretty good memory and knew how