By Robert B. Parker
They name him the "Red Rose Killer" simply because he leaves one at the physique of every girl he kills. yet then the madman's eyes flip to Susan Silverman, and Spenser is at the case. For while Susan's existence is at risk, Spenser turns into a hard-fisted, unstoppable locomotive--determined to carry the legal to justice it doesn't matter what the odds!((Dell--Fiction)
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And we should get a report on the media coverage. See exactly what it's possible to know about Red Rose from the papers. " Belson nodded. " "Take some time, Lieutenant," Belson said. "We got nothing else to do," Quirk said. "Other people get killed in this city," Belson said. "They wait their turn," Quirk said. " From the intersection below my office window a horn brayed. "Spenser," Quirk said, "I want you to backtrack each case. Start with the first murder. Go through it just like it was brand-new.
Speaking softly, he said to the red-nosed cop, "The victim was a young woman who died terrified and alone. " The veins in the cop's thick neck swelled and he opened his mouth. Quirk stared at him steadily, standing very close, his raincoat open, his hands stuck in his back pockets. The rest of the room went about its business. No one even heard Quirk except me and the red-nosed cop. If you didn't see Quirk's eyes, you'd have thought they were talking about lunch. The red-nosed cop closed his mouth and straightened slightly.
He probably muffled it with a pillow," Belson said. He inhaled some cigar smoke and let it out slowly. " I nodded. "We got people checking all the guests. Figure he might have stayed here. " "Yep," Belson said. "Or carry it in a briefcase. But we're checking anyway. " "We should check that," I said. Belson nodded. Quirk came to stand with us. "Hotel staff," Quirk said. " "Dino's collecting all the credit card receipts," Belson said. " Quirk said. "Unattended," Belson said. " "Okay. I'll talk with the press," Quirk said.