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“Lind-say, no,” Cindy begged me “Don’t take that call”

I glanced at the caller ID, expecting it to be otten ho in, but it was Lieutenant Warren Jacobi My former partner and current boss

“Jacobi?”

Yuki shouted, “Don’t stop, Claire She could be on the phone all night!”

“Lindsay? Okay, fine,” Claire said, and then she went on “I unzipped the body bagand a bat flew out of the dead man’s clothes I peed my pants,” Claire squealed behind me “I really did!”

“Boxer? You there?” said Jacobi, gruff in my ear

“I’rowled into my cell phone “It’s Saturday, don’t you know that?”

“You’re going to want this If not, tell ive it to Cappy and Chi”

“What is it?”

“The biggest deal in the world, Boxer It’s about the Campion kid Michael”

Chapter 2

MY PULSE SHOT UP at the mention of Michael Campion’s name

Michael Campion wasn’t just a kid He was to Californians what JFK Jr had been to the nation The only child of our forovernor Connor Hume Campion and his wife, Valentina, Michael Campion had been born into incredible wealth He’d also been born with an inoperable heart defect and had been living on borrowed time for the whole of his life

Through photos and newscasts, Michael’s life had been part of ours He’d been a darling baby, a precocious and gifted child, and a handsoer, both funny and smart His father had become a spokesman for the American Heart Association, and Michael was their adored poster boy And while the public rarely saw Michael, they cared, always hoping that one day there would be a h and that California’s “Boy with a Broken Heart” would be given what orous life

Then, back in January of this year, Michael had said good night to his parents, and in thehis bedroon of foul play But a back door was unlocked and Michael was gone