Bosch spread the six shots out side by side and stared at them.

“Could this just be a coincidence?” Rider asked. “Maybe Hollywood and Vine Studios is a place all the photographers use.”

“Maybe,” Bosch said, continuing to stare at the photos.

“I guess we could check out wheth-”

“Wait a minute,” Bosch said excitedly.

He picked up one of the photos and looked at it closely. It was a shot of an actress named Marnie Fox. She had supposedly committed suicide by overdose six weeks earlier. He nodded and put it back down. He then went to the Grayson file.

“What?” Rider asked.

From the file he pulled one of the photos of Lizbeth Grayson in death and placed it down next to the shot of Marnie Fox. Now it was Bosch’s turn.

“What do you see that is the same?” he asked.

Rider moved in to look closely at the side-by-side photos. She got it quickly.

“The pendant. They are both wearing the same kind of pendant.”

“What if they are not duplicates?” Bosch asked. “What if they are wearing the same pendant? A diamond pendant the killer takes from one victim and then puts on his next victim. And from that victim he takes her pearl necklace and puts it-”

“On the next victim,” Rider finished.

Bosch started putting the files back into a stack he could carry.

“What’s next?” Rider asked. “Hollywood and Vine Studios?”

“You got that right.”

“I’m going with you.”

Bosch looked at her.

“You sure? Do you need to get an okay?”

“I’ll call it a long lunch.”

On the way Rider made a list of the photographers’ names and handed it to Bosch. When they got to Hollywood they parked in the lot by the Henry Fonda Theater and Bosch found a pay phone to call Jerry Edgar. He brought him up to date and his partner seemed miffed that he was working the case with an analyst, but Bosch reminded Edgar that he hadn’t been interested in Bosch’s hunch about Lizbeth Grayson. Properly cowed, Edgar said he would meet them at Hollywood & Vine Studios.