CHAPTER FORTY FOUR
Reid slammed the gas and switched on the sirens, whooping loudly overhead as he drove over a curb and veered sharply onto Borden Avenue. He spun the wheel expertly to avoid running pedestrians and swerve around stopped cars.
Hunter’s Point South was a mixed-use development, part waterfront park, part promenade, and part apartment complexes. A wide, circular swath of green grass separated Center Boulevard from the East River, but Reid did not bother stopping. He bounced violently over the curb and tore right across the grass, taking the shortest possible distance to the river’s edge.
He slammed the brakes and the cruiser skidded sideways, very nearly striking the metal railing that separated the recreation space from the water, and jumped out. A concrete embankment kep
