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Walter Mosley - Known to Evil (A Leonid McGill Mystery)

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The Walter Mosley and his new hero, Leonid McGill, are back in the new New York Times-bestselling mystery series thats already being hailed as a classic of contemporary noir. Leonid McGill-the protagonist introduced in The Long Fall, the book that returned Walter Mosley to bestseller lists nationwide -is still fighting to stick to his reformed ways while the world around him pulls him in every other direction. He has split up with his girlfriend, Aura, because his new self wont let him leave his wife-but then Auras new boyfriend starts angling to get Leonid kicked out of his prime, top-of-theskyscraper office space. Meanwhile, one of his sons seems to have found true love-but the girl has a shady past thats all of sudden threatening the whole McGill family-and his other son, the charming rogue Twilliam, is doing nothing but enabling the crisis. Most ominously of all, Alfonse Rinaldo, the mysterious power-behind- the-throne at City Hall, the fixer who seems to control every little thing that happens in New York City, has a problem that even he cant fix- and hes come to Leonid for help. It seems a young woman has disappeared, leaving murder in her wake, and it means everything to Rinaldo to track her down. But he wont tell McGill his motives, which doesnt quite square with the new company policy- but turning down Rinaldo is almost impossible to even contemplate. Known to Evil delivers on all the promise of the characters and story lines introduced in The Long Fall, and then some. It careens fast and deep into gritty, glittery contemporary Manhattan, making the city pulse in a whole new way, and it firmly establishes Leonid McGill as one of the mystery worlds most iconic, charismatic leading men.

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Table of Contents Also by Walter Mosley LEONID MCGILL MYSTERIES The Long - photo 1
Table of Contents

Also by Walter Mosley
LEONID MCGILL MYSTERIES
The Long Fall

EASY RAWLINS MYSTERIES
Blonde Faith
Cinnamon Kiss
Little Scarlet
Six Easy Pieces
Bad Boy Brawly Brown
A Little Yellow Dog
Black Betty
Gone Fishin
White Butterfly
A Red Death
Devil in a Blue Dress

OTHER FICTION
The Tempest Tales
Diablerie
Killing Johnny Fry
The Man in My Basement
Fear of the Dark
Fortunate Son
The Wave
Fear Itself
Futureland
Fearless Jones
Walkin the Dog
Blue Light
Always Outnumbered, Always Outgunned
RLs Dream 47 The Right Mistake

NONFICTION
This Year You Write Your Novel
What Next: A Memoir Toward
World Peace Life Out of Context
Workin on the Chain Gang
In memory of Ella Mosley I miss you Mom Dont you like the food - photo 2
In memory of Ella Mosley

I miss you, Mom.
Dont you like the food? Katrina, my wife of twenty-three years, asked.
Its delicious, I said. Whatever you make is always great.
In the corner there sat a walnut cabinet that used to contain our first stereo record player. Now it held Katrinas cherished Blue Danube china collection, which she inherited from her favorite aunt, Bergit. On top of the chest was an old quart pickle jarthe makeshift vase for an arrangement of tiny wildflowers of every color from scarlet to cornflower blue to white.
But youre frowning, my beautiful Scandinavian wife said. What were you thinking about?
I looked up from the filet mignon and Gorgonzola blue cheese salad to gaze at the flowers. My thoughts were not the kind of dinner conversation one had with ones wife and family.
I have a boyfriend now, Aura Ullman had told me that morning. I wanted to tell you. I didnt want to feel like Im hiding anything from you.
Whered you get those flowers, Mom? Shelly asked.
His name is George, Aura told me, the sad empathy in the words making its way to her face.
I had no reason to be jealous. Aura and I had been lovers over the eight months Katrina abandoned me for the investment banker Andre Zool. I loved Aura but gave her up because when Katrina came back, after Andre was indicted for fraud, I felt that she, Katrina, was my sentence for the wrong I had done in a long life of crime.
I saw them at the deli and thought they might brighten up our dinner, Katrina told her daughter.
Shelly had been trying to forgive her mother for leaving me. She was a sophomore at CCNY and another mans daughter, though she didnt know it. Two of my children were fathered out of wedlock; only the eldest, sour and taciturn Dimitri, who always sat as far away from me as possible, was of my blood.
Do you love him? I hadnt meant to ask Aura that. I didnt want to know the answer or to show vulnerability.
Hes very good company... and I get lonely.
Well? Katrina asked.
Something about those flowers and the echo of Auras voice in my mind made me want to curse, or maybe to slam my fist down on the plate.
Hey, everybody, Twill said. He was standing in the doorway to the dining room; dark and slender, handsome and flawless except for a small crescent scar on his chin.
Youre late, Katrina scolded my favorite.
You know it, Moms, the seventeen-year-old man replied. Im lucky to get home at all with everything I got to do. My PO got me workin this after-school job at the supermarket. Says itll keep me outta trouble.
Hes not a parole officer. Hes a juvenile offender social worker, I said.
Just seeing Twill brought levity into the room.
Its not a he, Twill said as he slid into the chair next to me. Ms. Melinda Tarris says that she wants me workin three afternoons a week.
And shes right, too, I added. You need something to occupy your mind and keep you out of trouble.
Its not people like me that get in trouble, Pops, Twill sang. I talk so much and know so many people that I cant get away with nuthin somebody dont see it. Its the quiet ones that get in the most trouble. Aint that right, Bulldog?
Cant you be quiet sometimes? dour Dimitri said.
Twills pet name for his older brother was an apt one. Like me Dimitri was short and big-boned, powerful even though he rarely exercised. His skin was not quite as dark brown as mine but you could see me in every part of him. I wondered why he was so angry at his brothers chiding. Even though Dimitri never liked me much he loved his siblings. And he had a special bond with Twill, who was so outgoing all he had to do was sit down in a room for five minutes and a party was likely to break out.
Leonid.
Yes, Katrina?
Are you all right?
Even though wed drifted apart like the continents hadlong agoKatrina could still read my moods. We had a kind of subterranean connection that allowed my wife to see, at least partly, into my state of mind. It wasnt just Auras decision to move on that bothered me. It was my life at that table, Dimitris uncharacteristic anger at his brother, and even those delicate flowers sitting where I had never seen a bouquet before.
There was a feeling at the back of my mind, something that was burgeoning into consciousness like a vibrating moth pressing out from its cocoon.
The phone rang and Katrina started. When I looked into her gray-blue eyes some kind of wordless knowledge seemed to pass between us.
Ill get it, Shelly shouted. She hurried from the room into the hall, where the cordless unit sat on its ledge.
Katrina smiled at me. Even this made me wonder. Shed been back home for nearly a year. In that time her smile had been tentative, contrite. She wanted me to know that she was there for the long run, that she was sorry for her transgressions and wanted to make our life together work. But that evening her smile was confident. Even the way she sat was regal and self-assured.
Dad, its for you.
Standing up from my chair and moving into the hallway, I felt as if I were displaced, another man, or maybe the same man in a similar but vastly different world: the working-poor lottery winner who suddenly one day realizes that riches have turned his blood to vinegar.
Hello? I said into the receiver.
I was expecting an acquaintance or maybe a credit-card company asking about a suspect charge. No one who I did business with had my home number. The kind of business I was in couldnt be addressed by an innocent.
Leonid, a mans voice said, this is Sam Strange.
Why are you calling me at my home? I asked, because though Strange was the legman for Alphonse Rinaldo, one of the secret pillars of New Yorks political and economic systems, I couldnt allow even him to infringe on my domestic life, such as it was.
The Big Man called and said it was an emergency, Strange said.
Sam worked for the seemingly self-appointed Special Assistant to the City of New York. I say seemingly, because even though Alphonse Rinaldo was definitely attached to City Hall, no one knew his job description or the extent of his power.
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