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Chapters (65)
  1. Cover
  2. Books by Stuart Woods
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. Chapter 53
  58. Chapter 54
  59. Chapter 55
  60. Chapter 56
  61. Chapter 57
  62. Chapter 58
  63. Chapter 59
  64. Chapter 60
  65. AUTHOR’S NOTE

“Probably most of them.”

“Here’s what you do—call your old secretary and have her look up all their files and e-mail them to you. Don’t tell anybody anything. If some of them look good for it, interview them. But not in your office. Somewhere else.”

“Where could I interview them? I can’t take them to the restaurants around here.”

“Have them up to your apartment and interview them there. And don’t forget to tell Viv what you’re doing.”

“What am I going to do about the four guys camped outside my office, answering the phones and typing letters?”

“Are they all sergeants?”

“Yeah.”

“Get them out of there. Give them plum jobs in different precincts. And tell them that if they pass the lieutenant’s exam, you’ll promote them. They won’t have anything to bitch about.”

“I’ve got a public affairs guy I like. Should I replace him with a woman?”

“If you like him, keep him. If he’s a sergeant, promote him, too.”

“He’s already a lieutenant.”

“Then tell him to take the captain’s exam. The rank will give him more authority with the press.”

“You think I should have four women outside my door?”

“If you do, three of them should be in uniform. And the hell with the new chief—get your old secretary up there. If the new guy’s any good, he’ll find his way. You did.”

“Tom should have appointed you commissioner,” Dino said.

“Horseshit. Can you and Viv get free for dinner? Just me, Ann’s working.”

“Viv’s on the road again. I can make it at eight. Patroon?”

“See you there.” Stone hung up and found Ed Eagle standing in the doorway.

“You off?”

“Just waiting for Fred to bring the car around,” Eagle said, sitting down.

“When’s your plane?”

“In two hours.”

“You’d better tell Fred to shake his ass.”

“That’s plenty of time, Stone.”

“How long since you flew commercial?”

“Inside the U.S.? I can’t remember the last time.”

“You need to be there very early these days, so they can strip you and do a cavity search.”

Eagle laughed. “It’s that bad, is it?”

“Just don’t smart off to one of those ladies with the little wand, when she waves it at your crotch.”

“I’ll keep my mouth shut.”

“They’ll probably want to examine your dental work, too.”

“I’ll open up on request.”

“And tell me you aren’t armed or carrying anything in your briefcase.”

“It’s in my bag,” Ed said.

“Loaded?”

“Unloaded.”

“Where’s the ammunition?”

“In the bag.”

“Put it in another bag, not the same one with the gun.”

“Oops, I’d better do that now.”

“You’d better tell Susannah, too.”

“Tell me what?” Susannah asked from the doorway.

“Not to go into the terminal armed.”

Eagle explained it to her.

“Okay, I’ll do some repacking, too.”