From Missing Justice : Prosecutors have bad days. Our files are filled with death, rape, desperation, and degradation. Even in so-called "victimless crimes," we spend our work hours thinking about acts that could be committed only by pathetic, miserable people who have lost the hope we all need to maintain our humanity. Compare that to fighting over money for a banking client, and it looks like we're doing the heavy lifting. But, in the end, I'm still just a lawyer. I issue indictments, plead out cases, and go to trial. When it comes to the investigation, I might lead the police on procedures. But it's the police who do the work. They're the ones who kick in a door when a search needs to be executed. They're the ones who climb through the Dumpster when a gun gets tossed. And Johnson and Walker would be the ones to visit Clarissa Easterbrook's family members tonight to tell them that their lives would never be the same again. Excerpted from Missing Justice by Alafair Burke All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.