Chapter 5Surrounded by mounds of paper, the hulking detective Michael Angelo was sitting behind his desk and successfully drinking his third cup of coffee that day. Behind a slightly smaller mound of paper located on the desk right across his sat Angelo’s short, black partner, Daniel Hollis. Angelo had procrastinated with ease and great style through much of that day, avoiding writing his reports in the unfaltering hope that something interesting was going to happen and necessitate him to urgently storm out of the precinct. He hated the goddamn paperwork, but the directives had been clear. Modernization of the New York Police Department archives must be undertaken on the level of each division, precinct and department. “Garbage and hypocrisy”, he thought to himself as he chewed the little
