“The guy went to take some dry cleaning to a place on Third Avenue in the Seventies, and the manager recognized him from the picture in the Times and called it in. There was a black and white half a block away, and the two patrolmen jumped him as he left the place. He was carrying a 9mm automatic and a large switchblade, so we can hold him on weapons charges no matter what.”

“Where is he?”

“Cooling his heels in the lockup.”

“Set up interrogation one for video and audio,” Dino said.

“Already done.”

“Anybody read him his rights?”

“The two patrolmen.”

“Okay, you go in, read him his rights again, and tell him the interview is being recorded.”

“Uh, Lieutenant,” Anderson said hesitantly.

“What?”

“There may be a problem; he hasn’t spoken a word since he was picked up.”

“Is he a mute?”

“I don’t know.”

“Go do what I told you,” Dino said.

“Dino,” Stone said, “we need a lineup first.”

“I’ll get Mary Ann in here, and we’ll do that,” Dino replied.

“No, we need a lineup now, before we see the guy. We need that for court; we’re both witnesses to one of the murders.”

“Oh, right,” Dino said. “Thanks, Stone. Andy, get a lineup together; use other prisoners or other people Stone and I won’t recognize. This has to be good for court; I don’t want any mistakes.”

Anderson went to do as he was told.

“This had to be how it would end,” Stone said. “Somebody would just call in, and it’s over.”

“It won’t be over until we have Mitteldorfer in a cell and a solid case against him,” Dino replied.

Dino went into the lineup first, then left by another door. When Stone came into the little room, he made the man immediately, then went out to find Dino waiting for him.

“Any doubts?” Dino asked.

“None; it’s him.”

“Come on, let’s take a closer look at him before we go in.”

Stone followed Dino into the viewing room next door to interrogation room one. The two were separated by a one-way sheet of plate glass, with a mirror on the interrogation side. Anderson sat in the room alone with the man, who made smoking motions. Anderson shook his head slowly.

“Mary Ann was right,” Dino said with some satisfaction. “She clipped his ear.”

“He looks remarkably like the younger Mitteldorfer,” Stone said. “Got to be a relative.”

“Okay, I’m going in,” Dino said. “You’ll have to observe from here; I don’t want to do anything that a lawyer could pounce on.”

“I want to question him, too, Dino. What grounds would a lawyer have to object?”

Dino thought about it. “Okay, but don’t say anything unless you think I’ve forgotten something. Leave it to Andy and me.”