Chapter 15Several police cruisers were parked sideways in front of the 10th Precinct building, five uniformed officers leaning against them. Off duty or just waiting for a call to action, they waved at Jimmy with friendly familiarity. Should he take that as a good sign that a private detective was so welcome within the NYPD? Or was it just a nod of respect toward their Captain, acknowledging the man everyone knew he was sleeping with, even as it went undiscussed? Life was complex.
Jimmy opened the door and entered the precinct, which felt stifling. The air conditioning needed some tending to. Wren was sitting behind the desk, like always, but today wiping a tissue against her brow.
“Hot in here,” Jimmy said.
“Your powers of deduction are off the charts today.”
“So’s the heat.”
“We’ve
