The Reversal

Bosch said. “The bar crawls, the late-night cruising and the middle-of-the-night visits.”
    “Visits where?” McPherson asked.
    Bosch went to his last visual aid, a map of the Santa Monica Mountains. He unfolded it on the table in front of them.
    “Nine different times since his release Jessup has left the apartment where he stays in Venice and in the middle of the night driven up to Mulholland on top of the mountains. From there he has visited one or two of the canyon parks up there per night. Franklin Canyon is his favorite. He’s been there six times. But he also has hit Stone Canyon, Runyon Canyon and the overlook at Fryman Canyon a few times each.”
    “What’s he doing at these places?” McPherson asked.
    “Well, first of all, these are public parks that are closed at dusk,” Bosch replied. “So he’s sneaking in. We’re talking two, three o’clock in the morning. He goes in and he just sort of sits. He communes. He lit candles a couple times. Always the same spots in each of the parks. Usually on a trail or by a tree. We don’t have photos because it’s too dark and we can’t risk getting in close. I’ve gone out with the SIS a couple times this week and watched. It looks like he just sort of meditates.”
    Bosch circled the four parks on the map. Each was off Mulholland and close to the others.
    “Have you talked to your profiler about all this?” Haller asked.
    “Yeah, I did, and she was thinking what I was thinking. That he’s visiting graves. Communing with the dead… his victims.”
    “Oh, man…,” Haller said.
    “Yeah,” Bosch said.
    There was a long pause as Haller and McPherson considered the implications of Bosch’s investigation.
    “Harry, has anybody done any digging in any of these spots?” McPherson asked.
    “No, not yet. We didn’t want to go too crazy with the shovels, because he keeps coming back. He’d know something was up and we don’t want that yet.”
    “Right. What about—”
    “Cadaver dogs. Yeah, we brought them out there undercover yesterday. We—”
    “How do you make a dog go undercover?” Haller asked.
    Bosch started to laugh and it eased some of the tension in the room.
    “What I mean is, there were two dogs and they weren’t brought out in official vehicles and handled by people in uniforms. We tried to make it look like somebody walking their dog, but even that was a problem because the park doesn’t allow dogs on these trails. Anyway, we did the best we could and got in and got out. I checked with SIS to make sure Jessup wasn’t anywhere near Mulholland when we went in. He was surfing.”
    “And?” McPherson asked impatiently.
    “These dogs are the type that just lie down on the ground when they pick up the scent of human decay. Supposedly they can pick it up through the ground after even a hundred years. Anyway, at three of the four places Jessup’s gone in these parks, the dogs didn’t react. But at one spot one of the two dogs did.”
    Bosch watched McPherson swivel in her seat and look at Haller. He looked back at her and there was some sort of silent communication there.
    “It should also be noted that this particular dog has a history of being wrong—that is, giving a false positive—about a third of the time,” Bosch said. “The other dog didn’t react to the same spot.”
    “Great,” Haller said. “So what does that tell us?”
    “Well, that’s why I invited you over,” Bosch said. “We’ve reached the point where maybe we should start digging. At least in that one spot. But if we do, we run the risk that Jessup will find out and he’ll know we’ve been following him. And if we dig and we find human remains, do we have enough here to charge Jessup?”
    McPherson leaned forward while Haller leaned back, clearly deferring to his second chair.
    “Well, I see no legal embargo on digging,” she finally said. “It’s public property and there is nothing that would stop you legally. No need for a search warrant. But do you want to dig right now based on this one dog with what seems like a high false-positive rate, or do we wait until after the trial?”
    “Or maybe even during the trial,” Haller said.
    “The second question is the more difficult,” McPherson said. “For the sake of argument, let’s say there are remains buried in one or even all of those spots. Yes, Jessup’s activities seem to form an awareness of what is below the earth in the places he visits in the middle of the night. But does