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.All monikers that came to police attention through arrests or shake cards-field interrogation reports-were fed into the computer program.It was said the GRIT file had more than 90,000 monikers in it.You just needed to know which keys to push.And Elvis did.Bosch gave her the three letters he had.“I don’t know if that’s the whole thing or a partial,” he said.“I think it’s a partial.”She typed in the commands to open the GRIT files, put in the letters S-H-A and hit the prompt key.It took about thirteen seconds.A frown creased Thelia King’s ebony face.“Three hundred forty-three hits,” she announced.“You might be hidin’ out here a while, Hon.”He told her to eliminate the blacks and Latinos.The 911 tape sounded white to him.She pressed more keys, then the computer screen’s amber letters recomposed the list.“That’s better, nineteen hits,” King said.There was no moniker that was just the three letters, Sha.There were five Shadows, four Shahs, two Sharkeys, two Sharkies and one each of Shark, Shabby, Shallow, Shank, Shabot and Shame.Bosch thought quickly about the graffiti he had seen on the pipe up at the dam.The jagged S, almost like a gaping mouth.The mouth of a shark?“Pull up the variations on Shark,” he said.King hit a couple of keys and the top third of the screen filled with new amber letters.Shark was a Valley boy.Limited contact with police; he had gotten probation and graffiti clean-up after he was caught tagging bus benches along Ventura Boulevard in Tarzana.He was fifteen.It wasn’t likely he would have been up at the dam at three o’clock on a Sunday morning, Bosch guessed.King pulled the first Sharkie up on the screen.He was currently in a Malibu fire camp for juvenile offenders.The second Sharkie was dead, killed in a gang war between the KGB-Kids Gone Bad-and the Vineland Boyz in 1989.His name had not yet been purged from the computer records.When King called up the first Sharkey the screen filled with information and a blinking word at the bottom said “More.” “Here’s a regular troublemaker,” she said.The computer report described Edward Niese, a male white, seventeen years of age, known to ride a yellow motorbike, tag number JVN138, and who had no known gang affiliation but used Sharkey as a graffiti tag.A frequent runaway from his mother’s home in Chatsworth.Two screens of police contacts with Sharkey followed.Bosch could tell by the location of each arrest or questioning that this Sharkey was partial to Hollywood and West Hollywood when he ran away.He scanned to the bottom of the second screen, where he saw a loitering arrest three months earlier at the Hollywood reservoir.“This is him,” he said.“Forget the last kid.Hard copy?”She pushed keys to print the computer file and then pointed to the wall of file cabinets.He went over and opened the N drawer.He found a file on Edward Niese and pulled it.Inside was a color booking photo.Sharkey was blond and seemed small in the picture.He had the look of hurt and defiance that was as common as acne on teenagers’ faces these days.But Bosch was struck by a familiarity about the face.He couldn’t place it.He turned the photo over.It was dated two years earlier.King handed him the computer printout and he sat down at one of the empty desks to study it and the contents of the file.***The most serious offenses the boy who called himself Sharkey had committed-and been caught at-were shoplifting, vandalism, loitering and possession of marijuana and speed.He had been held once-twenty days-at Sylmar Juvenile Hall after one of the drug arrests but later released on home probation.All the other times he was popped he was immediately released to his mother.He was a chronic runaway from home and a throwaway from the system.There was not much more in the file than was on the computer.A little elaboration on the arrests was all.Bosch shuffled through the papers until he found the report on the loitering charge.It went to pretrial intervention and was dismissed when Sharkey agreed to go home to his mother and stay there.That apparently didn’t last long.There was a report that the mother had reported him missing to his probation officer two weeks later.According to these records, he had not been picked up yet.Bosch read the investigating officer’s summary on the loitering arrest.It said:I/O interviewed Donald Smiley, a caretaker at the Mulholland Dam, who said at 7A.M.this date he went into the pipe situated alongside the reservoir access road to clear it of debris.Smiley found the boy asleep on a bed made of newspapers.The boy was dirty and incoherent when roused.Subject appeared to be under the influence of narcotics.Police were called and I/O responded.The arrestee stated to I/O that he had been sleeping there regularly because his mother did not want him at home.I/O determined the subject was a reported runaway and took him into custody this date, suspicion of loitering.Sharkey was a creature of habit, Bosch thought.He was arrested at the dam two months ago, but had gone back there to sleep Sunday morning.He looked through the rest of the papers in the file for indications of other habits that would help Bosch find him.From a three-by-five shake card, Bosch learned that Sharkey had been stopped and questioned but not arrested on Santa Monica Boulevard near West Hollywood in January.Sharkey was lacing up new Reeboks and the officer, believing he might have just lifted them, asked Sharkey to produce a receipt.He did and that would have been that.But when the boy pulled the receipt out of a leather pouch on his motorbike, the officer noticed a plastic bag in there and asked to see that as well.The bag contained ten photographs of Sharkey.He was naked in each and stood in different poses, fondling himself in some, his penis erect in others
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