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After the officers left, Bosch looked back at the doctor and noticed that the facial tremor was slightly more pronounced now."They didn't believe me at first either," he said."It's just that we get a lot of calls like this. But I believe you, Doctor, so why don't you continue with the story?" Guyot nodded."Well, I was up on the circle and I took off the leash. She went up into the woods like she likes to do. She's well trained. When I whistle she comes back.Trouble is, I can't whistle very loud anymore. So if she goes where she can't hear me, then I have to wait, you see.""What happened today when she found the bone?" "I whistled and she didn't come back.""So she was pretty far up there.""Yes, exactly. I waited. I whistled a few more times, and then finally she came down out of the woods next to Mr. Ulrich's house. She had the bone. In her mouth. At first I thought it was a stick, you see, and that she wanted to play fetch with it. But as she came to me I recognized the shape. I took it from her — had a fight over that — and then I called you people after I examined it here and wasКогда патрульные вышли, Босх повернулся к доктору и заметил, что дрожание лица усилилось.- Они тоже мне сначала не верили, - промолвил Г ийо.- Дело в том, что мы получаем много подобных звонков. Но я верю вам, доктор, и, прошу, продолжайте.- В общем, на кругу я отстегнул поводок. Бедокурка побежала в лес, ей это нравится. Она хорошо выучена. И возвращается, когда я свистну. Беда в том, что я уже не могу громко свистеть. Если она убегает туда, где меня не слышно, то мне приходится ждать.- А как было сегодня, когда собака нашла кость?- Я свистнул, но она не вернулась.- Значит, высоко поднялась.- Да, совершенно верно. Я ждал. Свистнул еще несколько раз, и в конце концов она вышла из леса возле дома мистера Ульриха. В зубах у нее была кость. Я подумал, что Бедокурка несет палочку, но, когда собака подошла ко мне, увидел кость. Отобрал ее у Бедокурки, осмотрел и позвонил вашим.
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You people, Bosch thought. It was always said like that, as if the police were another species. The blue species which carried armor that the horrors of the world could not pierce."When you called you told the sergeant that the bone had a fracture.""Absolutely."Guyot picked up the bone again, handling it gently. He turned it and ran his finger along a vertical striation along the bone's surface."That's a break line, Detective. It's a healed fracture.""Okay."Bosch pointed to the box, and the doctor returned the bone."Doctor, do you mind putting your dog on a leash and taking a walk up to the circle with me?""Not at all. I just need to change my shoes.""I need to change, too. How about if I meet you out front?""Right away.""I'm going to take this now."Bosch put the top back on the shoe box and then carried it with two hands, making sure not to turn the box or jostle its contents in any way.