I consider giving them Santucci's name but decide against it. Don't need him as an enemy if it can be avoided.
"Kato, guard." The beast is eyeing Officer One. "Remember what I said. There is no need for anyone to get hurt. Don't make any sudden moves until I pull out."
Officer Two, "You're making a mistake mister."
"You know, everyone tells me that." I turn and head for the car. Start it up; pull out and start to cruise down the street. Let out a sharp whistle. Kato comes bounding towards the car; I stop; he jumps in. I reach into my pocket and give him one of those natural biscuits.
"Good boy."
Ball Two
"I don't suppose you ever read that book?"
"And what book might that be?" I asked.
The caller id read Margaret Moore. Moore is an Assistant District Attorney for the City of Philadelphia.
"Why, 'How to Win Friends and Influence People', of course.
"Can't say that I have Maggie."
Margaret Moore is a stunning five-foot seven inches. Mid-thirties, mousy brown hair cut shoulder length, striking green eyes hidden by black rimmed glasses; a wonderful package wrapped in designer clothes.
"Talked to a police Lieutenant in the 14th Precinct. Looks like you pissed off a couple of Philly's finest."
"I suppose that I did at that. Tell me, what else is new?"
"Well, big boy, I pulled your bacon out of the fire. Those lads wanted a warrant for your arrest. I quashed it for you. Have that stooge of a lawyer you use call the district captain."
"Much appreciated. How can I repay the favor?"
"Dinner."
Oh shit. "Sure. Get back to me with a time and place. Talk soon." I cut the connection. A date with Maggie Moore? Jeez. Kelly would kill me.