Robert B. Parker's Killing the Blues (Jesse Stone Novels Book 10)
It’s tourist season in Paradise, Massachusetts. With it comes a baffling and violent crime wave that has residents on edge. It’s also brought a mysterious figure who’s stirring up troubling memories for Chief of Police Jesse Stone—especially when it appears the stranger is out for revenge.
“Triple-A good until I tore up my shoulder.” “So what do you do now?” “I jog.” “Jogging is good.” “And I sulk.” They wandered over to the juice bar and ordered a couple of healthy-looking sandwiches. They sat at one of the tables. “You do this a lot,” Jesse said. “Every day, if possible. I don’t really feel right unless I’ve done at least two hours. I start with the treadmill and end up with the heavy bag.” “You work out on the heavy bag?” “I do.” “You box?” “Not exactly. I kickbox. I
“You always ask who’s calling, right?” “Where is this leading, Jesse?” “Every time there’s an incoming call, you answer it and then you shout out the name of who’s calling. And who it’s for. Do you think it’s possible that shouting might not be the most effective way of alerting our personnel to incoming calls?” “Do I need an Internal Affairs representative present for this conversation?” “Would you ever consider placing an incoming call on hold and then notifying the recipient by use of the
“Would you care to tell us about what’s going on,” Hansen said, without any preamble. “About what,” Jesse said. “We appear to be weathering a storm of animal killings.” “We are,” Jesse said. “What are you doing about it?” “We’ve begun a regular night patrol. We’ve launched a major PR campaign asking the public to bring their animals indoors at night.” “What about the fire?” “What about the fire,” Jesse said. “What are you doing about it,” asked Hansen. “I’m waiting for the complete
exasperation on her face. He turned to her and grinned. Carter Hansen sat silently. Jesse sat silently. Finally, Hansen spoke. “All right, then,” he said. “Now that we’ve heard from Chief Stone, I’d like to introduce Alexis Richardson, who has been hired to head the public-relations and event-planning campaign for the upcoming season. It will be up to Alexis to spread the word that Paradise is the hot new location for summer tourism.” Jesse watched as a young woman in the front row stood
“One emotional cretin to another,” Jesse said. “I didn’t want to bring it up,” Dr. Canter said. In the late afternoon, Jesse drove Lisa to her father’s office. She had mentioned that he rarely came home until late. Sometimes even after she had gone to bed. “How did you like Dr. Canter,” Jesse said. “She’s all right,” Lisa said. “What did you talk about?” “Stuff.” “Do you want to tell me?” “Not really.” “Do you want to see her again?” “Yes. Maybe. Yes.” “So you liked her?” “She was