Edgar called himMorg . At the border on the way back into France—by this time it was early August, the vacation month in Europe—cars were s Bosch parked at the curb across from the Van-AireApartments, whereCerrone had told his probation officer he was living. None of this bothered Bosch, though anyone who spent two minutes reading the report should have known thatCerrone wasn't what he said he was.
ho were getting harassed or beaten every night in Lincoln Park or Grant Park when they refused to leave. The judge wouldn't make her say. 'What? What?' the man cried out. Bosch had kept her in the car parked on the street in case there was trouble.
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