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“The bag was a hybrid I had picked up at a store called Suitcase City while I was plotting my comeback. [...] It had a logo on it -- a mountain ridgeline with the words "Suitcase City" printed across it like the Hollywood sign. Above it, skylights swept the horizon, completing the dream image of desire and hope. I think that logo was the real reason I liked the bag. Because I knew Suitcase City wasn't a store. It was a place. It was Los Angeles.”

Quote by Michael Connelly

Work

The Brass Verdict

In this suspenseful novel, a young lawyer faces a high-stakes trial that challenges the very fabric of the legal system. The story unfolds with a blend of intrigue and moral dilemmas, keeping readers on the edge of their seats. more

Author

Michael Connelly
Michael Connelly

Michael Connelly is an American author renowned for his crime novels. His works often set in Los Angeles, delve into the complexities of law and morality. Born on July 21, 1956, Connelly's writing career began with a passion for journalism, which later led to novel writing. more

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