Danny stood alone in a conference room, looking out a window that allowed him to see the buzz of activity in Chicago’s Seventh Precinct.
He was thinking through his next move. Since getting a partial green light from his new lieutenant to assist with investigations, he had been making slow but steady progress in reinserting himself into the daily flow of police activity. But he wasn’t satisfied that the course he was on would yield what he sought. There was also the curious case of the informant he had interrogated the week before, and those cryptic letters that were branded on his arm. He was trying to balance his own self-interest and curiosity. It was important that his colleagues started to see him as a legitimate detective again, despite his physical challenges.
What to do next? he
