Walking the distance from the subway to the precinct, Jessie stopped to answer her phone. It was from Bud. "What's up?"
"Where are you now?"
"A few blocks from the precinct. Why?"
"We're on. The Slopers received a call. I'm pulling out of the parking lot. Stand out by the curb and hold up your hand so I don't drive past you."
"Okay," she said, feeling a little disappointed she couldn't do more on Abby's case until later, but it would have to wait. Lily Sloper came first. She saw his car and flagged him down.
"Good morning," she said, sliding across the seat. She wrapped the seat belt around her waist and snapped it into place. "Bring me up to date."