We drove to City Hall mostly in silence. Before we got there Harrigan asked me, "Randolph, do you really think I'm unfair? That I don't play by the book?"
I shook my head, "It's not you, Jim. I know who you are. It's the others I don't trust. Like Shawn Striker, for instance."
He jumped to his partner's defense, "Striker's a good guy. He rubs people the wrong way, but he's a good cop. The L.A.P.D. is lucky to have him."
"No," I corrected him, "the L.A.P.D. is lucky to have you."
The silence crept slowly back into the car...
Christopher almost 6 years ago