“Hotshot?”
“You bet,” Jesse said.
“You think Bratton can make a difference out there?”
“He made a difference here,” Jesse said.
“Good point,” she said. “What’s our plan?”
“We’re going to visit a woman at her condo on Perry Street.”
“Not one of the big new ones?” Rosa said.
“Yeah.”
“Oh, good,” she said. “I been dying to see what they’re like inside.”
“While we’re in there, we’ll conduct an interview, which Officer Simpson will covertly record.”
“Is that a tape recorder that he’s got in his purse,” Rosa said.
“It’s a shoulder bag,” Suit said. “I bought it for the occasion.”
“Sure,” she said. “You won’t be able to use the tape in court.”
“Don’t plan to,” Jesse said. “I plan to see what she says, and then interview a guy in Boston and see what he says, and then, maybe, if what they say doesn’t match . . .”
“You’ll play each other’s tapes for them.”
Jesse nodded.
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“You ready, Suit?”
“Yeah. I tested everything in the hotel room. I’ll start it before we go in. Leave the bag unzipped. Tape’ll run for ninety minutes.”
“What’s your first name?” Rosa said to Suit.
“Suit, short for Suitcase,” he said. “I mean, that’s not my real name. My real name is Luther, but there was a ballplayer named Suitcase Simpson . . .”
Rosa nodded.
“And it’s a lot better than being Luther,” she said.
“Well,” Suit said, “maybe a little better.”
Rosa was wearing black boots with a medium heel, black pants, a white shirt, and a yellow blazer. When they got to the front door of Lorrie Weeks’s building, she reached into the pocket of her blazer and took out her badge. As they walked past the doorman, Jesse noticed that she shifted slightly into a cop swagger. He smiled to himself. He wondered if he did that. Because she was pretty and small, it was probably more noticeable.
At the reception desk, Jesse said, “Lorrie Weeks?”
The woman at the desk said, “Who may I say is calling?”
Rosa held up her badge.
“Detective Sanchez,” Rosa said firmly, “New York City police.”
The reception woman made the call and then took them up to Lorrie Weeks’s apartment. In the elevator, Suit put