There's never a cab when you want one but there it was, a Sky Blue Taxi sitting
in front of the courthouse at 26th and California. I parked in a metered spot,
walked back, and pointed at the whi
They were waiting on the porch. The kids were bundled up in heavy winter coats, hats and gloves, and they both had big backpacks. Sylvia Lopez wore a light but stylish cloth coat.
The kids jumped in
TWENTY
The truck Jesse Lopez had been driving was registered to West End Trucking
on Blue Island Avenue in Chicago. But all I found at the address was a poor
man's bank: a 24-hour currency exch
NINETEEN
I took a nap with the balcony doors open. When I woke, it was dark.
Out on the pier, the Ferris wheel was moving, and there was another ride next
to it, both decked out with fancy carn
EIGHTEEN
I dialed the McKinley Truck Stop and asked for Maddy Miller.
"Who?"
"Sorry. Peggy Miller."
I was in the trailer of an Allied Van Line rig, parked just off the shoulder of the Pacific
SEVENTEEN
The Vibrant Produce Company was in downtown LA, in an industrial area off Central Avenue. I crossed the Los Angeles River more than once searching for the place. I found streets with names
SIXTEEN
Lonnie's voice came up the stairs ahead of him. "Bruce, you have any
idea what time I gotta be up in the morning?"
"Lonnie, this man came all the way from Chicago."
"Is that so?"
He
FIFTEEN
I went back the way I'd come, over the highway, and then pulled into
the truck stop. There was a restaurant inside and a "travel store." But the
place was quieter than I'd expected at t
FOURTEEN
The Fairmont Hotel was at the very end of Wilshire Boulevard, high on a bluff above the coast highway. The woman behind the front desk said she'd be delighted to give me an ocean view. When
THIRTEEN
I had an aisle seat in business class. The guy sitting by the window kept fiddling with his reclining chair. He was up, he was down, he was back, he was forth. He was wasting his charms on