For now, my orders are to keep things quiet while Miller organizes a plan for hunting down Herman Healy. Once I pass on all the info I know about him, Miller takes it inside the precinct to run the necessary vitals checks, social media accounts, and inevitably, a precise home address for the creep. Meanwhile, I am also ordered to grab a couple hours of sleep. No arguments. Miller is going to need me front and center for nabbing Herman since it’s me who can ID him without question.
Driving home in the new day’s sunshine, I’m filled with mixed emotions. I’m so shocked and saddened and just generally pissed off about Henry’s assault that I can feel my entire body shaking while I drive. Yeah, I’m super tired, but I’m also super pissed off.
DBut then, I’m also happy.
We got the bastard. We
