INT. - 9th PRECINCT INTERROGATION- MORNING
Gerri purposely cranked the air conditioning in the interrogation room about ten minutes ago. After divesting Abel of his jacket, leaving him in shirt sleeves that couldn't be doing much against the chill. She wanted him nice and uncomfortable. And ready to talk when she pushed him.
Jackson was already in the other room with Natalie, a truth that rankled. But, the young woman was her partner's collar, and Gerri had to admit he'd been pulling his weight about as much as she had lately. The two of them missed vital evidence, a fact she still struggled with. Okay, so everything about this case felt weird and moved way faster than most she'd had to deal with. Hell, it usually took weeks before she could uncover the truth. Not hours. She simply hadn't had time for due diligence. Still, it bothered her that maybe, if she'd dug deeper into the pair earlier, she could have saved Patrick's life.