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were white as a sheet, Chief. They didn’t think you were bluffing.”
    “That’s good, because if they thought it was a bluff, they would’ve been rudely awakened. Did you find anything promising?” 
    “Nothing really stood out, chief, but we took everything with us to be safe.”
    “Good, we need to make sure we don’t miss anything.”
    “We’ll go over it with a fine tooth comb, Chief.”
    “Mike, what do you and Mary have for us?”
    “Mary and I’ve been trying to find Tony’s car. Also, his service pistol is missing. The baby Glock was his back-up and his full-sized pistol is still unaccounted for. It’s a Glock 19, 9 mm. It was not in his desk, so it may be in his car. His wife says it’s not at home, and she insists that he almost always carried both.  We’ve had a few leads come in on the tip line. Several in particular say that they saw the suspect shoot Tony. Of course we know that’s BS, since Tony wasn’t shot. I’m hoping that when they crack the phone records, we’ll catch a break.”
    Captain Flannery offered more.  “I talked to Karla earlier, Chief, and we should have info by Monday afternoon. They’ve gotten some basic information, but the phone toll information won’t happen until we get a court order signed in the morning by a judge. Also, they did get an emergency check on Tony’s phone, and it’s been turned off since about 2200 hours Friday night.”
    “Bryan, do we know his last calls?”
    “No, not until tomorrow afternoon.”
    Pat stood up and walked to the podium beside Bryan.
    “I just wanted to tell you how much I appreciate the hard work and sacrifices each of you have made. We’ve accomplished a lot but we really have no idea why Detective Rodriguez died. That is a bad thing, for a day and a half into the investigation. We must press harder, reach out to your snitches and get some answers. I hope we get a break. We have a lot of hard work going on in forensics and Polly from the RTCC is doing some research on Tony’s cases to see who is in prison or jail and if anyone has been recently released. I want the entire task force to meet at 1500 hours on Monday afternoon. We should have some results. Bryan, please make sure we have everyone here.”
    “Yes sir, Chief.”  
    “Guys, the Transit Bureau cops are going to flood the subways with flyers. A flyer will be printed in the Times and the Post tomorrow. Please get some rest. We have a long day tomorrow.”
    Dickie Davis and Pat pulled out from One Police Plaza at 1800 hours.
    “You seem really worried about this one, Chief.”
    “This case is just not coming together. His car is missing, his gun is missing, and we have a dead cop without a clue how it happened.”
    “We’ve had tough cases before, and we always seem to pull it together. I’m sure we will in this case too, but I admit I’m not encouraged.”
    “I’ve seen you turn up the heat quite a few times and get results when we’ve had even less than this.” 
    “Thanks, Dckie, but my ego doesn’t need stroking. Tomorrow we’ll know more.”
    Dickie pulled to the curb in front of Pat’s building.
    “Get some rest, Dickie. Hopefully I won’t see you before 0700 hours.”
    “Goodnight, Chief.”

     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 9
     
    Monday, April 5-Day 4
    Chief of Detectives’ Residence
    Borough of Manhattan, New York
    0330 Hours
     
     
    Pat settled in for the night and made himself dinner. He used his bachelor cooking skills to prepare some chicken and pasta, fresh from the frozen package into the microwave.
    After eating, he sat down in his favorite recliner. He grabbed the Sunday New York Times, but never made it past page one.
    Pat woke up, took a groggy look at the clock and saw that it was 3:30 in the morning. He must have been exhausted. His mouth felt as dry as sandpaper. He hit the brew button on the coffee pot, which he’d already gotten ready for morning and headed for the shower. He could probably catch a couple more hours sleep,