Friday, March 13, 2009

Blood Work, by Michael Connelly

I've missed a few books. I might get back to them later.

Star of this one is Terry McCaleb, former FBI agent. He's retired because he had a heart transplant and can't afford the stress and physical activities associated with his FBI career.

He doesn't have his appetite back and doesn't much taste.

On his boat, alone: scrambled egg whites with tabasco sauce and white dry toast.

Another day, alone in his boat: sandwich of white bread with processed cheese and a canned coke.

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