Chapter Twenty-Three
The police cruiser came to a stop outside the VFW. Three more followed them into the lot. Car doors opened, and officers swarmed onto the macadam. Ric climbed out of Harry's vehicle and buttoned his jacket. He surveyed the parking lot. Not many cars, but tough to tell how many people would be inside. With a population of over seven million, most of the city’s residents used the subway rather than drive.
Ric prayed as he followed Harry toward the building. Lord, keep us all safe. This guy probably won't want to come quietly. Most criminals don't.
Harry stopped the group in front of the door. He pointed to two of the officers and barked, “Gronski and O'Malley, you cover the back door.” They nodded and hurried away to man their post. “The rest of you follow me. I don'
