The Patrolman (Detective Lacey, #1)

THE CITY IS BURNING

Los Angeles, June 1943. The Zoot Suit Riots tear through the streets. Young Latinas are being strangled and dumped like trash. The newspapers call him the Zoot Suit Strangler. He's still hunting.

Jake Lacey is a disgraced cop with four days to crack the case or lose everything. One murder stands between him and the detective's badge that could save his family - if the killer doesn't destroy him first.

June Hartsfield built her nightclub on stolen money and dirty secrets. She recognizes the killer. But revealing his identity means exposing the corrupt cops who want her dead.

Mr. Slate breaks his own code to save a girl - and becomes the most wanted man in California. Now he's running out of time to protect her.

THE CLOCK IS TICKING

As the riots escalate and bodies pile up, their paths collide in the burning heart of Los Angeles. The killer sets deadlines. Corrupt cops close in. And in a city where everyone has blood on their hands, the price of justice might be more than any of them can pay.

 

This work reflects the language and societal norms of the period. Some terms and attitudes may offend by today’s standards, but were included to preserve historical authenticity.

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The Super Chief came into the station like it was out of breath.
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‘I wish I could’ve been there to see it,’ she told her son. ‘Is your father there? I need a word.’
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In Inglewood, Jake Lacey hunched over his kitchen sink.
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Nobody else was on the 6 th Street Bridge that night – that’s why he chose it.
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The club wasn’t as crowded tonight.
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Brenda's third house was a sleek white ship of a thing considered 'in' for Wilshire.
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Three in the morning - the witching hour.
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'Officer Lacey?' The simple yes he had whispered into the telephone was full of hope. But the voice on the other end offered none.
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Agnes Underwood was older than he figured she'd be – around Mr. Slate's age.
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She used Brenda's phone to get a ride to Good Samaritan.
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Two blocks from Carmelita Sabella's apartment, the radio crackled.
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The cabbie kept glancing at him in the rear-view mirror.
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What the hell had he done?
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Jake Lacey stood outside, smoking a Lucky down to the filter.
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Lacey entered Hollywood Police Station through the parking lot.
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Taxi drivers who ‘do nights’ don’t need things spelled out to them.
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Mr. Slate dropped to the floor for his evening workout.
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Jake Lacey crouched in the bushes and waited.
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Carruthers was sweet, but he still packed her off to jail.
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The killer drove Downtown to watch the riots.
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June Hartsfield forced herself to stay awake.
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It was six o'clock when he got back to his apartment.
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She took the stairs from the private room, her evening dress bunched up in one hand.
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They had watching and waiting eyes, patient and careful, disdainful eyes.

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‘Calling Car Three King, Car Three King.’
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Mr. Slate hung up the payphone and headed back to his apartment building.
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Carruthers continued up Weidlake Drive toward the Reservoir.
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Mr. Slate stood outside the pawnshop on Hill Street.
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Williams Ranch was bigger than Lacey expected.
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The pawnbroker hadn’t lied.
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Nobody moved. The three men in front stood with their feet apart and hands held wide and ready. They didn't want to move, not right away.
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She appreciated Evelyn taking her in, but the house left her feeling cold.
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The engine roared to life at the touch of the starter.
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It had been a spell since Jake Lacey darkened the doorstep of Hollywood Police Station.
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The Lincoln threaded up the slopes, navigating the hairpin curves of Canyon Drive.
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If someone wanted to feel truly alone, they only had to stand still in a train station.
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The kid lay half-naked outside his door.
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Someone was calling him.
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Trouble had followed her before the warehouse, the murders, and long before the club.
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Mr. Slate crouched in the alley behind the pharmacy, next to a reeking dumpster.
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'Look away,' Lacey said, drawing his pistol.
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Lacey extended an arm and gently pushed Hartsfield aside, clearing the line of fire.
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Elmer V. Jackson caught it on the car radio.
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June Hartsfield was drying her hair.
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'Well, I ain't paying you twenty cents for twenty minutes,' Carruthers said.
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After the looks he got from the cab driver, Mr. Slate made up his mind - tomorrow, he'd buy a car.
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It was late, almost noon. June Hartsfield was pulling on her stockings, getting ready for work when the phone rang.
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Madre Jalisco’s stood on the corner of Hollywood and Schrader at 6536.
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The streets were hot and sticky, pungent with marihuana.
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He came to on the concrete floor with a rag pressed to his head and someone yelling.
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Marlon Bishop stepped over the unpaid bills.
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Mr. Slate propped the booth door open, the phone pressed to his ear.
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City Hall rose above, casting him in its monolithic shadow.