CHAPTER 5
THE LIEUTENANT
0605 hours—The Last Day: Lt. Joey Galeno activated a short burst of the siren on his unmarked Chevy Caprice. The siren stirred the armed security guard from his blissful sleep, and he lazily yawned as he pressed the button that lowered the Delta Barrier. As Joey drove past the bullet proof security booth he returned the wave of the guard, who was a retired NYPD cop he had worked with several years earlier. A minute later Joey eased the Caprice into his assigned parking space in the underground parking garage of 26 Federal Plaza in lower Manhattan. At this early hour the parking garage was as empty as the office of the JTTF. Joey fished his key ring out of his pocket and opened the door labeled COMMANDING OFFICER. He had a busy day ahead and he needed some quiet t
