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Much to Rebecca’s surprise, Lt. Eastwood told her to go home. El Grande, his gunman, Dan Peters, Hanemoto, and his bodyguard had all died. The crime scene had been secured and would be processed. The next day, she’d have some paperwork to fill out because of the shooting she’d been involved in, but already the man she’d killed had been identified as a murderer of at least ten people—but no one had dared to testify against him. She was sorry to take any life, but at least she’d stopped him from adding to his total.
Richie was being questioned by Seymour in his van and she had not been invited to listen in. Seymour kept a strict dividing line between “his” FBI areas, and SFPD areas of responsibility. She didn’t care. She knew Richie would fill her in on the details.
She waited for him.
