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reporters.”
    “No, I guess you’re right. While I’m at it, I had a little run in with ‘Harry the Hatchet.’”
    “I know. Harry has already filled me in with much exaggeration, I’m sure.”
    “Great, I can always depend on Harry to look after me.”
    “I told him to back off, or you might arrest him. Old Harry looked a little shook up, but I don’t think he’ll interfere. If you find something that smells wrong, you must promise me you’ll bring IAB in the loop.”
    “You have my word, and thanks for watching my back.”
    “Good Chiefs of Detectives are hard to find.” The commissioner assured him.
    Pat walked back through the hall and met Bryan Flannery.
    “Good morning, Bryan, we need to talk.”
    “I somehow suspect that we’re not going to talk about how great things are going.”
    “Wow, you must be a trained detective.”
    Bryan sat down in front of Pat’s desk. Pat closed the door, walked over and sat down. He started to unload on Bryan about the investigation.
    “You and I know we’re doing everything possible to solve this case, but the commissioner is getting a lot of media heat from the Mayor’s Office.  I’ve been able to buy us some time. We have until Wednesday morning to try to get something going or we’ll have to answer press questions and release more information.”
    “We don’t really have anything else to release.”
    “That’s exactly what I told Longstreet.”
    “Let’s pull everyone in at 1500 and see if we can pull a rabbit out of a hat.”
    “Okay, Chief, I’ll reach out to the task force and get them in here.”
    “Thanks, Bryan.”

     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 11
     
    Monday, April 5-Day 4
    Major Crimes Conference Room-One Police Plaza
    Borough of Manhattan, New York
    1445 Hours
     
     
    Pat went over the investigative reports again and again, trying to determine if something had been missed. He wrote a few more questions on his legal pad. Like the others, they were very general and far too obvious. He hoped that the 1500 briefing would change all of that.
    Pat walked into the conference room almost ten minutes before it was scheduled to start.
    “Good afternoon, sports fans. If everyone is here, we can go ahead and get started a little early.”
    There was a chuckle in the room at the chief’s greeting.
    Captain Bryan Flannery took the podium.
    “Does anyone have anything that resembles a lead?”
    Karla Adams raised her hand.  Karla was about forty years old with rugged looks. She was not unattractive, but had a tomboy demeanor, and was fond of wearing denim jackets and cowboy boots. She always wore her brown hair in a short pony-tail.
    “Wilbur and I have served our court orders and have the phone information. The last call to Tony Rodriguez was made last Friday night at 2037 hours. The call was from a gang banger by the name of Curtis Gee. He has a long rap sheet, but the OCCB guys believe him to be one of Tony’s snitches. Chief Capese will call you, Chief, and confirm the information, once they can verify it through the informant contact files. Gee lives in a rooming house in Queens near Corona, which puts him in the area.”  
    Pat’s eyes looked up, and he smiled and complimented her on the results.
    “That’s great, Karla. Finally we’re getting something.”
    “There are a few other calls, but mostly routine and predictable. That was the only time that Gee called Tony. GPS indicates Tony was probably in his office when he received the call, and it was the last call.”
    “Okay, Karla, is Gee wanted?”
    “No sir, I haven’t been able to find anything”
    “From the GPS information, could you tell where Gee was when he made the call?”
    “Yes, Chief. He was very close to his apartment and was hitting several nearby towers.”
    “Good work.”
    Bryan Flannery resumed reviewing the progress.
    “Mary, what do you and Mike have for us?”
    “We’re going through the files and trying to find the most recent stuff, in case it’s