On the way back to the precinct, Rodriguez’s phone rang. Rodriguez looked at Marco and nodded. He answered and put the phone on speaker. “Hello, Sergeant. I must say you did quite a number on my friends last night. I hear an echo. Are we on speaker? Is someone with you?”
Rodriguez motioned to Marco to be quiet. “No, I’m driving alone. Go ahead, you have the floor.”
“One of my friends is in East End Hospital, you might want to visit him. It seems you gave him a concussion, and you took some of his teeth as souvenirs. I think it’s quite humorous.”
Rodriguez replied,” I’m not playing your games, Zachariah. Sounds like a setup, so go f**k yourself. Is that all you have to say?”
“It’s not a game, Sergeant. He’s probably still there.”
“Yeah, I’ll check it out. Anything else?”
“Are you a bi
