Chapter 14Jimmy
A well-established fact about Jimmy McSwain was his love/hate relationship with the NYPD.
Life was filled with juxtapositions, that tradeoff between conflicts concerning similar experiences. Take New York’s Finest. Once a source of pride for young eyes viewing the world through the prism of honor and serve. He had his father, Joseph McSwain to thank for that. He represented all that was good in Jimmy’s world, until it didn’t. The history he shared with the NYPD since his father’s brutal death ran the gamut of emotions, and they were no less today as he waited in the bowels of Midtown North.
Not a cell, not yet. He’d been left to his own devices, mostly, for the better part of four hours. Mostly because he’d refused to answer any questions. He said he’d wait for his lawye
