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242 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 1, 1980
She was annoyed and for a moment he felt good about it. But it was a satisfaction he didn't need and he said, "What're you mad at?"
"I think you're still playing a role," the girl said. "You did the Serpico thing in Narcotics. You thought Vice was fun---"
"I said some funny things happened."
"Now you're into a another role, the Lieutenant of Homicide."
"Acting Lieutenant. I'm filling in."
"I want to ask you about that. How old are you?"
"Thirty-six."
"Yeah, that's what it said in your file, but you don't look that old. Tell me... how do you get along with the guys in your squad?"
"Fine. Why?"
"Do you ... handle them without any trouble?"
"What do you mean, 'handle them'?"
"You don't seem very forceful to me."
Tell her you have to go to the Men's, Raymond thought.
"Too mild mannered--" She stopped and then said with some enthusiasm, making a great discovery, "That's it-- you're trying to look older, aren't you? The big mustache, conservative navy-blue suit-- but you know how you come off?"
"How?"
"Like someone posing in an old tintype photo, old timey."
Raymond leaned on the table, interested. "No kidding, that's what you see?"
"Like you're trying to look like young Wyatt Earp," the girl from the News said, watching him closely. "You relate to that, don't you? The no-bullshit Old West lawman."
Clement didn't say anything.
"I don't mean to pry," Raymond said. "You arouse my curiosity." He sat back in Norb Bryl's stiff swivel chair and placed his legs on the corner of the desk. "It's interesting what you said, like it's a game. Cops and robbers. A different life that's got nothing to do with anybody else."
"Less we need 'em," Clement said. "Then you get into victims and witnesses. Use who you can."
"But what it comes down to," Raymond said, "what it's all about, I mean, is just you and me, huh?"
"That's it, partner".
"Some other time -- I mean a long time ago, we might have settled this between us. I mean if we each took the situation personally."
"Or if we thought it'd be fun," Clement said. "You married?"
It took Raymond by surprise. "I was."
"You got a family? Kids?"
"No."
"So you get bored, don't have nothing to do and you put more time in on the job."
Raymond didn't say anything. He waited, looking at the wall clock. It was 11:15.
Clement said, "You ever shoot anybody?"
"Well ...not lately."
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Clement said, "Yeah?" and let his gaze move around the squad room before returning to Raymond Cruz, sitting with his feet on the desk. "Say you're pretty good with it, huh?"
Raymond shrugged. "I qualify every year."
"Yeah?" Clement paused staring at Raymond now. "Be something we had us a shooting match, wouldn't it?"
"I know a range out in Royal Oak," Raymond said. "It's in the basement of a hardware store."
"I'm not talking about any range," Clement said, staring at Raymond. "I was thinking out on the street." He paused for effect. "Like when you least expect."
"I'll ask my inspector," Raymond said, "see if it's okay."
"You won't do nothing of the kind," Clement said, "cause you know I'm not kidding."
They made love in a bed with white sheets and a dark oak headboard that towered to the ceiling. They made love almost at once, as though they missed each other so much they couldn't wait, hands moving, learning quickly, and when he entered her she breathed a sound of relief he had never heard before- even in the beds with decorator pillows and designer sheets, with the girls who would groan dramatic obscenities -none of them came out of themselves the way Carolyn did.
Raymond was coming out of an exam, having identified the photograph of a woman, bound and gagged with a pantyhose and shot twice in the back of the head, as Liselle Taylor, and testified that upon showing the photo to Alfonso Goddard, Mr. Goddard denied knowing the deceased until, after several hours of questioning, he stated: "Oh, yeah, I know her. See, you asked me if she was my girlfriend and I said no to that, because she wasn't my girlfriend, we was only living together, you understand?"