An hour later Johnny Liddell headed his convertible up the East River Drive to the 125th Street ramp of the Triborough Bridge. He took the Long Island entrance, headed south past LaGuardia Field to the Long Island Expressway. Once on the expressway, he headed east toward Carport, settled back for the thirty-six-minute run.
In Carport, the medical examiner’s office adjoined the morgue in the basement of the new four-story stone courthouse. Liddell wheeled the convertible into the courthouse parking lot, squeezed it between two whitewashed lines that were labeled Mortuary—Official Use Only and locked the car.
Mortuary—Official Use OnlyHe crossed the courtyard, pushed through a revolving door, followed the stenciled arrow that pointed to Medical Examiner’s Office. It led down a flight of st
