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His name was William Simmons, but no one he knew really cared about that.
“I don’t really want to be here,” I say.
“Doug, my name is Sean Connor. Can I talk to you about something?”
Nate Alvarez is waiting for me across the street when I come out.
Sean Connor is waiting for me when I arrive at the coffee shop.
Nate says he wants to be there when I get to work.
“Do you remember the Rita Carlisle case?”
“What are you looking to nail me on now, the Kennedy assassination?”
I’m not happy with myself, or the situation I’ve created.
“You slammed a guy’s face into a car?” Nate asks when he walks in.
I call Nate to the side, where no one else can hear us.
“I don’t know who he was, but he wasn’t Sean Connor,” Jessie says the next morning.
Nate and I aren’t glued to each other when we’re on a case.
“We’ve got a DNA hit,” Nate says when I call in.
“You’ve got to be kidding.”
Salvatore Tartaro found out about Shawn’s death the way the public did, through the media.
Connor Shawn’s death has effectively and completely reopened the investigation into Carlisle.
“How many people have I shot, Nate?”
Hector Davila has more seniority than anyone in the department.
Joey Silva did not believe in an open-door policy.
“This is very unexpected,” Daniel Lewinsky says.
Jessie updated Nate on the department’s surveillance of Silva, and he has news when I return.
Paramus Park exists in one of the densest shopping areas in the world.
“He doesn’t want to be seen with me,” I say to Jessie.
“You have to keep my name out of this,” Galvis says.
“For now, let’s keep this within this room.”
Tony Silva and Philly DeSimone would have occasional conversations about someone they considered dangerous.
The call is routed to Nate and me, which by itself is surprising.
It was left to Philly DeSimone to tell Joey his brother was dead.
Talking to the family and friends of murder victims is the worst part of my job.
“I told you when you called that he was in surgery.”
The Mirage is the one that started it all.
“Lewinsky said, ‘Tell Mr. Silva not to worry.’”
Gail Marshall seems like a very nice lady.
It’s possible that the Rita Carlisle connection to Vegas has just been made.
The news of Tony Silva’s death hit Salvatore Tartaro hard.
This is the first plane I’ve been on in ten years.
The courier met Philly DeSimone at a highway rest stop on the New Jersey Turnpike.
“Those buffets are for suckers,” Roberts says.
It’s only been two days, but I’m missing Jessie.
Nate is waiting for me at baggage claim.
Everything was the same as it had been in New Jersey.
I’m spending the day at Bergen Hospital.
The message is waiting for us when we get in.
“I could have twenty people on this and not get through it,” Jessie says.
Galvis is ready to meet with me again.
Lewinsky arrives at 3:00 P.M. with his attorney, Ronald Ranes.
Philly DeSimone knew all about Lewinsky’s police interview within two hours of its conclusion.
“Lewinsky talked to Joey Silva,” Nate says, hanging up the phone.
The intercepted phone conversation gives us a lot.
Dominic Romano still hadn’t told Salvatore Tartaro that he’d disobeyed his instructions.
Roberts out in Vegas needs to be kept in the loop.
It was the second full rehearsal.
I’m working late in the office, although I use the word “working” loosely.
“I don’t believe a word Lewinsky said on that call.”
A decision on whether to arrest Joey Silva is above my pay grade.
The larger and more prominent the target, the more careful everyone becomes.
I hear the news on the radio.
When I have some downtime on an investigation, I make lists.
While my money may be on Galvis, I’m not betting a lot on it.
There is one name that keeps bugging me: William Simmons.
The Simmons Insurance Agency sign seems a strange homage to a forgotten murder victim.
In order to test Nate’s theory, we’ll need the hospital records of the victims.
Dr. Steven Cassel lied to me.
The warrant for the surveillance of Cassel is gotten quickly.
All we can do now is wait for the records.
When you’re a cop, your office is always open.
Jessie gets on the internet, which fortunately is also open twenty-four/ seven.
Sometimes you just know when you’re right. You can feel it in your gut.
All we can do now is wait.
I come up with a couple of ideas, both pretty weak.
Ever since Joey Silva went to jail, Philly DeSimone has been heavily guarded.
Bradley comes in to give us the news: the judge said no.
There are twelve cops already at Paramus Park when we arrive.
I call Roberts in Vegas as soon as I get out of the van.
The judge gave the order to shut down cell service in Vegas.
When it comes to public relations, Bradley is no dope.
John Nicholson was released from prison today.
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