Rustin smiled. “Do you hate him?”
“No.”
“After what he put you through?”
“I find it hard to hate people who are that true to themselves.”
I don’t even know who could write a book like this, except Ellroy’s written more than one. It’s nasty and brutish and closer to the truth of things than history books can get. I dig his humanity in the midst of humanity doing despicable things.