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.“What do you think?” Bosch asked Haller when they were alone.“Are we in the clear?”“Yeah, I think so,” Haller said.“I think this thing just ended.What happens in Hong Kong stays in Hong Kong.”43Bosch decided not to wait in the conference room for the Hong Kong detectives to return.He remained bothered by the verbal altercation he’d had with his partner the day before and went into the squad room to try to find Ferras.But Ferras was gone and Bosch wondered if he had intentionally gone to lunch in order to avoid further confrontation.Harry stepped into his own cubicle to check the desk for interoffice envelopes and other messages.There were none, but he saw a blinking red light on his phone.He had a message.He was still getting used to the practice of having to check his phone line for messages.In the squad room at Parker Center, things were antiquated and there was no personal voice mail.All messages went to a central line, which the squad secretary monitored.She then wrote out message slips that went into mailboxes or were left on desks.If the call was urgent the secretary personally tracked the detective down by pager or cell phone.Bosch sat down and typed his code into the phone.He had five messages.The first three were routine calls about other cases.He made a few notes on a desk pad and erased the messages.The fourth had been left the night before by Detective Wu of the HKPD.He had just landed and checked into a hotel and wanted to set up an interview.Bosch erased it.The fifth message was from Teri Sopp in latent prints.It had been left at 9:15 that morning, just about the time Bosch was opening the flat box that contained his daughter’s new computer desk.“Harry, we did the electrostatic enhancement test on the casing you gave me.We pulled a print off it and everybody around here’s pretty excited.We got a match on the DOJ computer, too.So give me a call as soon as you get this.”As he called latents, Bosch looked up over the wall of his cubicle and saw Gandle escorting the two HKPD detectives back to the conference room.He waved his arm at Bosch, signaling him to come back as well.Bosch held up a finger, telling him that he needed a minute.“Latents.”“Let me speak to Teri, please.”He waited another ten seconds, excitement growing.Bo-Jing Chang might have been kicked loose and might already be back in Hong Kong for all Bosch knew, but if his fingerprint was on the casing of one of the bullets that killed John Li, then that was a game changer.It was direct evidence linking him to the murder.They could charge him and seek an extradition warrant.“This is Teri.”“It’s Harry Bosch.I just got your message.”“I was wondering where you were.We got a match on your casing.”“That’s wonderful.Bo-Jing Chang?”“I’m in the lab.Let me go to my desk.It was a Chinese name but not the one on the print card your partner gave me.Those prints didn’t match.Let me put you on hold.”She was gone and Bosch felt a fissure suddenly form in his assumptions about the case.“Harry, are you coming?”He looked up and out of the cubicle.Gandle had called from the door of the conference room.Bosch pointed to the phone and shook his head.Not satisfied, Gandle stepped out of the conference room and came over to Bosch’s cubicle.“Look, they are folding on this,” he said urgently.“You need to get in there and finish it off.”“My lawyer can handle it.I just got the call.”“What call?”“The one that changes—”“Harry?”It was Sopp back on the line.Bosch covered the mouthpiece.“I have to take this,” he said to Gandle.Then, dropping his hand and speaking into the phone, he said, “Teri, give me the name.”Gandle shook his head and went back toward the conference room.“Okay, it’s not the name you mentioned.It’s Henry Lau, L-A-U.DOB is nine-nineeighty-two.”“What’s he in the computer for?”“He was pulled over on a deuce two years ago in Venice.”“That’s all he’s got?”“Yeah.Other than that he’s clean.”“What about an address?”“The address on his DL is eighteen Quarterdeck in Venice.Unit eleven.”Bosch copied the information into his pocket notebook.“Okay, and this print you pulled, it’s solid, right?”“No doubt, Harry.It came up glowing like Christmas.This technology is amazing.It’s going to change things.”“And they want to use this as the test case for California?”“I wouldn’t jump the gun on that just yet.My supervisor wants to first see how this plays in your case.You know, whether this guy is your shooter and what other evidence there is.We’re looking for a case where the technology is an integral piece in the prosecution.”“Well, you’ll know it when I know it, Teri.Thanks for this.We’re going to move on it right now.”“Good luck, Harry.”Bosch hung up.He first looked over the cubicle wall at the conference room.The blinds were down but open.He could see Haller gesturing toward the two men from Hong Kong.Bosch checked his partner’s cubicle once more but it was still empty.He made a decision and picked up the phone again.David Chu was in the AGU office and took Bosch’s call.Harry updated him on the latest piece of information to come out of latent prints and told him to run Henry Lau’s name through the triad files.In the meantime, Bosch said, he was heading over to pick Chu up.“Where are we going?” Chu asked.“To go find this guy.”Bosch hung up and headed to the conference room, not to take part in whatever was being discussed, but to inform Gandle of what appeared to be a major breakthrough in the case.When he opened the door, Gandle put his it’s-about-time look on his face.Bosch signaled him to step out again.“Harry, these men still have questions for you,” Gandle said.“They’ll have to wait.We’ve caught a break on the Li case and I need to move on it.Now.”Gandle got up and started toward the door.“Harry, I think I can handle this,” Haller said from his seat.“But there’s one question you need to answer.”Bosch looked at him and Haller nodded, meaning the remaining question was a safe one.“What?”“Do you want your ex-wife’s body transported to Los Angeles?”The question gave Bosch pause.The immediate answer was yes, but the hesitation was in measuring the consequences for his daughter.“Yes,” he finally said.“Send her to me.”He let Gandle step out and then closed the door.“What happened?” Gandle asked.Chu was waiting out front of the AGU building when Bosch pulled up.He was holding a briefcase, which made Bosch think that he had found some information on Henry Lau.He hopped in and Bosch took off.“We’re starting in Venice?” Chu asked.“That’s right.What did you find on Lau?”“Nothing?.”Bosch looked over at him.“Nothing?”“As far as we know, he’s clean.I could not find his name anywhere in our intelligence files.I also talked to some people and made some calls.Nothing.By the way, I did print out his DL photo.”He leaned down and opened his briefcase and pulled out the color printout of Lau’s driver’s license photo.He handed it to Bosch, who stole quick glances at it as he drove.They got on the Broadway entrance to the 101 and took it up to the 110.The freeways were congested downtown.Lau had smiled at the camera.He had a fresh face and a stylish cut to his hair.It was hard to connect the face with triad work, particularly the cold-blooded murder of a liquor store owner.The address in Venice didn’t fit well either.“I also checked with ATF.Henry Lau is the registered owner of a nine-millimeter Glock Model Nineteen.Not only did he load it, he owns it.”“When did he buy it?”“Six years ago, the day after he turned twenty-one
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