Chapter 15
7:12 a.m.
Ali Nassar’s Apartment - Manhattan
“Down! Stay down!”
Luke was face down on the stone floor of Nassar’s office. They had taken the g*n from his shoulder holster. A cop’s shoe was on the back of his neck. The cop was heavyset, over two hundred pounds. His bulk could snap Luke’s neck, if that’s what the man decided to do.
With one hand, Luke held his badge above his head. “Federal agents!” he shouted, trying to match the volume of the cops.
“FBI! FBI!” Ed screamed beside him. This was the dangerous moment, when good guys tended to shoot other good guys by mistake.
Someone snatched Luke’s badge away. Rough hands pulled his arms behind his back and cuffed him tight. He felt the cold steel bite into his wrists. He made no attempt at resistance. In other rooms of the
