28 July 1982: 2130:
Thad entered the squad room with some reluctance. The last three weeks hadn’t been the best of his career with the Riverton PD. Farrell was the first rookie who had ever argued with him. He’d already begun to feel he wasn’t holding his own with her. There she is, relaxed and laughing at one of Banks’ quips. Getting her to quit is going to be harder than I thought.
After he found a chair, Thad accepted the shine board from Gil Thorn. At least we have a full crew tonight. Maybe I’ll have some time to get through Farrell’s thick head. He started reading the reports.
“Listen up, people.” Sergeant Wayne Rogers held up a sheaf of papers. “The SO had a kidnapping-rape last night. The victim, nineteen years old, was abducted from the vicinity of the college library around 21
