Chapter 16“We have a cop killer on the loose?” Richards pulled out of the precinct parking lot.
Falcone lit a cigarette. They couldn't justify responding lights and sirens. Investigator Julia Lawrence was dead. Getting to the crime scene faster wouldn't change a thing. It didn't mean they didn't push the speed limit some. “I don't believe in coincidences.”
“Which is why I said it.”
“You asked.”
“It wasn't so much a question as much as a I can't f*****g believe this.”
It sounded like a question. Falcone let it go. “She was good shit.”
“I worked some vice cases with her, a few years back. Solid investigator. Knew how to work her informants. Gave all she had to the job. More than she should have. I remember admiring her charisma. She had something. A spark. Not every cop out there has t
