Gloria Stanton
He dropped April off just beyond the entrance to the police station that had Andrew Lloyd in custody and continued on to Irving Plaza. There was still someone in the Metropolitan Police who considered him a friend. He'd worked with Gloria Stanton on a dozen investigations in the mid-twenties and had never gotten along better with any other cop. Perhaps it was because they worked in different teams and their collaboration was not affected by the forced cohabitation that partners must deal with every single day. There was no colleague with whom he hadn't sparred at least once. Peterson was the latest in a long line.
At that time Gloria was a sergeant at the Irving Plaza station. When she saw him his lips widened into a smile.
"Hello, beautiful."
"Hiya, Gloria."
"You haven
