>I pulled my attention from randomly staring off into space and focused it on Sigmund. “What’s not too late?”

“To say no. It’s not too late to say no. Bilko will back your play.”

Simultaneously, we turned our attention to the closed office door of Lt. Bilko. Fifteen minutes ago we all piled into the office to convey the plan. To say he’d been less than thrilled would have been an understatement. 

Ben, Emily, Sigmund and I left after the report. Bilko wasn’t sold. He mentioned words like “reckless” and “contacting the superintendent”. An empty threat since the recent headlines guaranteed the superintendent wanted results. He needed this case wrapped up and solved and if that meant a sacrifice play on my part, it was a cost he’d...

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