The Concrete Blonde by Michael Connelly

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Every cop knew the most flagrant abuses of police power occurred when cops turned on their own.

Concrete Blonde by Michael Connelly

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“The federal government does not want its courthouse to give even the appearance that justice may be slow, or nonexistent. It does not want people lining the halls on benches, or on the floor, waiting with weary eyes for the courtroom doors to open and their cases or the cases of their jailed loved ones to be called. There is enough of that going on across Spring Street in the County Criminal Courts building. Every day the benches in the hallways of every floor are clogged with those who wait. Mostly they are women and children, their husbands or fathers or lovers held in lockup. Mostly they are black or brown. Mostly the benches look like crowded life rafts— women and children first— with people pressed together and cast adrift, waiting, always waiting, to be found. Boat people, the courthouse smartasses call them.”