Treasure hunt
She returned to the precinct and parked across the street, not caring if anyone noticed.
If she'd been lucky, or good, April should be well on her way by now.
As he waited for her, Mason unfolded the map of the city over his knees, covering most of the windshield. He couldn't have done the same job with one of those sold to tourists: the one Gloria had given him didn't have the hottest restaurants, the circus fairs on the bay's piers, the theatres where Broadway actors waited for autographs. Instead, there was everything the neighbourhood police needed to know to operate on the street: the poor and wealthy areas were marked, the main businesses by neighbourhood, the walking distances, the telephone booths, the precincts, the commands and the patrol stations most frequently
