It was a beautiful morning in May, the beginning of summer; and people were moving into their summer residences on the Island. Traffic was beginning to pile up; and the men were stuck in it, already late for their appointment with Mrs. Mayhew. Rodriguez was growing impatient. “I’m going to hit it and get out of this traffic.” With lights and siren, the men bypassed the traffic and quickly approached the mansion on Rivercrest Road in Sagaponack.
They were greeted at the front gate by two security guards. One of the men approached them with a clipboard. “Good morning, gentlemen. Are you on the list?” Rodriguez showed his badge and replied,” I’m Sergeant Rodriguez and this is Detective Spinelli. We have an eleven ‘o’clock appointment.” The security guard scanned his clipboard. “Rodriguez and
