The Bone Collector Page #3

youjust fi re my ass.

You know I provide generously foryou

in mywill. Keep that in mind.

Rhyme, I'm not interested

in having this conversation. Okay?

Okay.

Crime scene report Sellitto left--

would you load those photos

in the viewer for me?

View scan.

Okay, let's take a look

at what we got here.

Where it says location--

Now, what's that?

What's it say about that newspaper?

''Newspaper found beneath a coarse-thread

hex bolt with 4:
00 p.m. circled on it.''

Zoom.

What about the little piece ofpaper?

What's the number on it?

- Torn book page with 1 1 9 on it.

- 1 1 9, 4:
00 p.m.

- What's today's date?

- Today's November 9.

Phone mode. Sellitto, Paulie.

Call.

What?

Sad fact is, a huge percentage

ofinner-city kids...

are having their fi rst drug experiences

at the fifth grade level.

Now, here are some ofthe drugs

they'll most likely be offered.

Marijuana.

Wouldn'tyou like to getyour hands

on that briefcase?

Barbiturates, amphetamines.

Cocaine.

Rock cocaine.

- What is this about?

- Doyou know who Lincoln Rhyme is?

- Textbook guy?

- Yeah.

- What does that have to do with me?

- You'll fi nd out.

Come on in.

They're right in there.

A patrol cop took these pictures?

Yeah, fi rst one on the scene.

It started to rain.

Smart guy.

Also had the balls to stop an Amtrak

from running over the crime scene.

Here she is now.

Officer Donahoe...

meet Lincoln Rhyme.

Donaghy.

You took some terrific

photographs, Officer.

- You know who I am?

- I read your manual at the academy.

- What'd you think ofit?

- I'm not a book critic, sir.

- Butyou found it useful?

- Yeah, I guess so.

Guess so? Sure, you did.

You stopped that train.

Photos you took.

I'd sayyou have a natural instinct

for forensics.

So what do we got, Paulie?

We have footprints, size ten,

thanks to Officer Donaghy...

using a dollar bill

to establish scale.

We have asbestos on the track bed

where there shouldn't be any...

and an iron bolt holding down

a piece ofpaper...

with a book page with 1 1 9

written on it.

Decaying oxidation on the bolt's head,

but not on the thread...

which says to me that someone

removed it from somewhere else...

and placed it there recently.

Wouldn'tyou agree, Officer?

Paulie, I'm convinced

that this crime scene was staged.

- Perp's trying to tell us something.

- What the fuckyou saying?

Book page 1 1 9.

- Newspaper, 4:
00 p.m. What time is it?

- 1 2:
1 5.

She's alive.

- And he's gonna kill her at 4:00.

- P.m.

We haveyour interestyet, Officer?

- I wantyou to work the case with us.

- It's not my area.

Areyou being modest...

or areyou a little uneasy

about doing some real police work?

- Excuse me?

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