A Darkness More Than Night

Partner or not, he wouldn’t be able to work with Buddy again.
    He realized that Buddy had the number to his cell phone and could have been the one who gave it to McEvoy. He got the phone out and called his home. Graciela answered, Fridays being one of her half days at the school.
    “Graciela, did you give my cell number to anybody lately?”
    “Yes, a reporter who said he knew you and needed to speak with you right away. A Jack something. Why, is something wrong?”
    “No, nothing’s wrong. I was just checking.”
    “Are you sure?”
    McCaleb got a call-waiting beep. He looked at his watch. It was ten to one. McEvoy wasn’t supposed to call back until after one.
    “Yes, I’m sure,” he told Graciela. “Look, I’ve got another call. I’ll be home by dark tonight. I’ll see you then.”
    He switched to the other call. It was McEvoy, who explained that he was at the courthouse and had to get back into the trial at one or he’d lose his precious seat. He couldn’t wait the full hour to call back.
    “Can you talk now?” he asked.
    “What do you want?”
    “I need to talk to you.”
    “You keep saying that. About what?”
    “Harry Bosch. I’m working on a story about -”
    “I don’t know anything about the Storey case. Only what’s on TV.”
    “It’s not that. It’s about the Edward Gunn case.”
    McCaleb didn’t answer. He knew this was not good. Dancing with a reporter over something like this could only lead to trouble. McEvoy spoke into the silence.
    “Is that what you wanted to see Harry Bosch about the other day when I saw you here? Are you working on the Gunn case?”
    “Listen to me. I can honestly tell you that I am not working on the Edward Gunn case. Okay?”
    Good, McCaleb thought. So far he hadn’t lied.
    “Were you working on the case? For the sheriff’s department?”
    “Can I ask you something? Who told you this? Who said I was working this case?”
    “I can’t answer that. I have to protect my sources. If you want to give me information I will protect your identity as well. But if I give up a source, I’m fucked in this business.”
    “Well, I’ll tell you what, Jack. I’m not talking to you unless you are talking to me, know what I mean? It’s a two-way street. You want to tell me who is saying this shit about me and I’ll talk to you. Otherwise, we’ve got nothing to say to each other.”
    He waited. McEvoy said nothing.
    “I thought so. Take it easy, Jack.”
    He closed the phone. Whether McEvoy had mentioned his name or not to Captain Hitchens, it was clear that McEvoy was tapped in to a credible pipeline of information. And again McCaleb narrowed it down to one person besides himself and Jaye Winston.
    “Goddamnit!” he said out loud in the car.
    A few minutes after one he watched Jaye Winston come out of El Cochinito. McCaleb was hoping for the chance to corner her and talk to her alone, maybe tell her about Lockridge. But Twilley and Friedman followed her out and all three got into the same car. A bureau car.
    McCaleb watched them pull out into traffic and drive off in the direction of downtown. He got out of the Cherokee and went back into the restaurant. He was starved. There were no tables available so he made an order to go. He’d eat in the Cherokee.
    The old woman who took his order looked up at him with sad brown eyes. She said it had been a busy week and the kitchen had just run out of lechon asada.

Chapter 27
    John Reason surprised the spectators, the jurors and probably most of the media when he reserved his cross-examination of Bosch until the defense’s case began, but it had been anticipated by the prosecution team. If the defense strategy was to shoot the messenger, that messenger was Bosch and the best place from which to take the shot was during the presentation of the defense’s side. That way, Fowkkes’s attack on Bosch could be part of an orchestrated attack on the entire case against David Storey.
    Following a lunch break during which Bosch and the prosecutors were relentlessly pursued by the media with questions about Bosch’s testimony, the prosecution began to move quickly with the momentum gained in the morning’s session. Kretzler and Langwiser took turns examining a series of witnesses with short stays on the stand.
    The first of these was Teresa Corazón, chief of the medical examiner’s office. Under Kretzler’s questioning, she testified to her findings during the autopsy and put Jody Krementz’s time of death