It was a little after midnight in Sagaponack and the Mayhew residence was under lockdown. Two troopers were guarding the mansion, one at the front gate and one at the back entrance. A lone cyclist rode past the trooper’s car and, without warning, lost control of his bike, falling to the ground. The trooper approached the cyclist. “Are you okay?”
“s**t, I think I hurt my knee. Can I lean on your car for a minute?”
“Sure, lean on me. Do you need an ambulance?”
When the trooper turned his back, the cyclist struck. He stabbed the trooper in the back and covered his mouth to keep him from warning the other officer. He placed him in the driver’s seat of the patrol car so that it appeared he was on duty behind the wheel. The cyclist made his way silently to the back of the house and observed t
