By the time I got back to the office I was on fire. I had more information — specifically, that a woman hired the Dominicans to shoot me. I wanted this whole ordeal over as soon as possible.
Some of my ad hoc task force was already there, and I called in Cassie Max and Roddy Huerta.
When we all gathered in a conference room, Roddy was the first to say, “You do realize you’re not my sergeant. You can’t just order me into the office any time you want to talk to me.”
Cassie casually turned toward Roddy and said, “Shut up and maybe learn something.”
I appreciated that kind of support. I hate to admit it, but I got a kick out of seeing Roddy brought down a peg or two.
I said, “I think I have something that’ll change how we look at this case.” I glanced around the table. The detectives and the three forensics people were all staring at me intently.
“I have a tip that a woman hired the Dominican gunmen who tried to shoot me. They describe her as beautiful.”
Roddy shook his head. “You called us in to tell us that? An attractive woman is trying to murder you? Are you bragging?”
“No, numb nuts. I’m telling you this because it’s a lead. I know we’ve all looked through surveillance videos trying to identify a suspect, but I’ve been looking for a man. Not only is that sexist, it’s also the biggest trap a detective can fall into. I got tunnel vision. Now I’m hoping you guys can help me out. If we all start reviewing surveillance videos, we might be able get an image of this woman.”
Roddy said, “And what if she’s just a go-between? Maybe the killer really is a man.”
“I’m not sure how you want me to respond to that, Roddy. Are you saying we should ignore this lead? I think we should run it down, and if we find her, see if we can’t get her to identify who she’s working for. It’s kind of basic police work.
“Also, this fits in with the murder at the hospital. The corrections officers who were guarding the murdered gunman both said they spoke to a woman. They just couldn’t give any description and didn’t know exactly how she was involved. She may have just been a distraction.”
Cassie said, “I have hours of video from businesses around Madison Square Park. I didn’t have any idea what to look for, but I’m willing to give it a shot.”
Roddy said, “That shitty hotel purposely doesn’t want anyone knowing who comes and goes. And there are no businesses at the entrance that would have surveillance. I did grab a tape from an electronics store not far from the rear entrance to the hotel. I looked at it but wrote off the females who were leaving as prostitutes.”
Cassie let out a laugh and said, “Typical.”
I intervened before Roddy got too bent out of shape. “Unless anyone else has anything useful to add, I would recommend we all get to work. There are other pieces of this puzzle that might fall into place.”
As the little meeting broke up, I looked over to my lieutenant. Harry Grissom hadn’t said a word during the meeting as he leaned against the back wall with his arms folded.
Now he looked at me like he was about to speak. Instead he just nodded and grunted something that could’ve been “Good job.”