Excerpts from the Book 'Lead With Your Left':

... blackmail. Then why the crummy messenger jobs? A cover? And why wouldn't Mrs. Owens know? Or had she been lying all the time? No, then she would have ...
... in a half-hour. After the bedlam of the freight company the street was practically quiet and the sunlight clean. I wanted to buy Ma a box of ...
... a friendly greeting. His left arm casually around my shoulder while his right held the gun inside his coat pocket against my side. We were about the ...
... see what two intelligent men can do when they put their minds to work? I see, you robbed a bank. Technically, yes. But who suffered? The ...
... as long as you're not a cop. I'm going to remain a cop. Why? she asked loudly, hysterically. Because I'm not only the youngest detective ...
... when Lieutenant Reed, in charge of the Detective Squad, and Captain Lampkin, the boss of the precinct, came running down the old brick steps, jumped ...
... men had finished. The stiff Was Edward Owens, a retired cop-he had his Police Benevolent Association card in his wallet, along with a buck and a ...
... watching me as I got out my tropical gray suit, a white shirt, cuff links, a heavy T-shirt, and a striped pink and hard gray tie. I went into ...
... to say, Shut up. We followed her down a short hallway with two bedrooms opening off it, through a large clean kitchen, out to a back yard that ...
... Austin, sort of straighten him out. He didn't like the way it sounded. Wintino, this isn't any goddamn boys club, this is an overworked office. ...
... examine your statement calmly. Those sexy phone calls may not mean a thing it's fairly common for perverts to get their kicks by picking a woman's ...
... you know you change tours? Yes, sir. I report on Saturday midnight. Reed nodded. Maybe we'll have a little peace and quiet around ...
... playing. What kind of a belt would you like, Dave, rye, scotch, gin, vodka, or tequila? Don asked me. I was going to say I didn't drink ...
... him rather than cause more of a scene. I showed him my badge and Police Benevolent Association card, pulled back my shirt so he could see my gun. He ...
... thirty-five, wearing a new coconut palm hat and one of these corny gray flannel suits, as if sure it made him look the executive type. Coming ...
... office and the other had a work bench, tools and a stack of electrical gadgets. Bully was hanging up the receiver and he stood up as he asked, ...
... box-if your wonderful Police Department has such a thing. I'll pass it on to the Commissioner at once-maybe he's on the gate. Davie, ...
... to be somebody who knew Wales' habits, knew he'd be sleeping off a toot-or was the killer plain lucky? Odd the four grand showed up after Susan ...
... tax snoop. He said, Come here, young man. No sense in my taking the file out. Yes, I did have a patient named Mrs. Dora Wales. Started treating ...
... the deal. When it turned sour I took full and sole responsibility. There's also the matter of pride. I didn't-and don't-want the others to know I'd ...