Chapter 25
At half past noon, Knutson called, “Hey Chief, you want to go on a field trip?”
“Sure, I'm sitting here twiddling my thumbs.”
“I figured as much. We have a lead on the shooter.”
“I think you can find him in the morgue,” Trader said.
“Alright wise guy, we found where he was living in Robbinsdale and I'm told he had a roommate. I want to talk to him. You in?”
“Do you have a name?”
“Donny Peterson, a known felon who was also recently released from jail. A long rap sheet.”
“Where and when?”
“I'll meet you at the Robbinsdale PD. I want them in on this too. Half an hour.”
“Got it, see you there.”
At twelve thirty they were standing in Chief Bret Cummings' office.
Holding out his hand to Keplar, “Good to see you Mick. It's been a while.”
“Too long Bret.” Motioning t
