“If it means that much to you, go ahead,” Kirk said, and he stepped away looking at what they had gotten from the FBI.
“When you check his arrest record, you’ll find that he only has one arrest. He was stopped for running a light. Turns out he had an eighth o
f cocaine, a gun and written information and specific details about the movements of one Richard Hutch, a known mob associate …” Phil paused for effect. “the man he had just killed the day before. And yes, it was the gun he used to commit the murder.”
“Had him dead to rights,” Dawkins said, and she waited to hear the significance of the story.
“A rookie cop making his first arrest,” Phil said, and he pointed at Kirk.
“Happy now?” Kirk asked.
“Yes.”
“Can we leave now?”
“Who’s stopping you?”
“Let’s go.”
“Always a pleasure to see you, Racheal,” Phil said.
“Same here, Phil,” Dawkins said and followed Kirk out of the lab. “So, you and this Altera guy got history.”
“Ancient history,” Kirk said as the Detectives headed back to their unit to get information on Giulio Altera. Once they had his last known address, Kirk and Dawkins headed there.
When they arrived at Altera’s last known address, they readied their weapons and Kirk stood off to the side of the door. Dawkins rang the bell with her weapon behind her back and hoped that Altera wouldn’t start shooting through the door. After a while, a man wearing just his underwear and no shirt, opened the door. He smiled while he looked Dawkins up and down.
“What can I do for you, sweet cheeks?”
“Giulio Altera?” Dawkins asked.
“Who’s asking?”
Kirk stepped up and he and Dawkins showed Altera their badges. “Police.”
“We have some questions for you,” Kirk said. “You mind coming to the station with us.”
“What’s this all about?” Altera asked.
“Just some questions,” Dawkins said.
“I need to put something on,” Altera said and tried to close the door.
Kirk raised his hand to stop the door from closing and Dawkins let her hand drop from behind her back so Altera could see her gun.
“You don’t mind if we come in and wait, do you?”
“Not at all,” Altera said and backed into the apartment with his hands slightly raised. Kirk and Dawkins followed him in.
“Let me just grab a shirt and some pants,” he said as he walked toward the rear of the unit with the Detectives right behind him. Kirk removed and readied his firearm as they walked.
When Altera went in a room, Kirk immediately saw the gun on the dresser. “Gun!”
Altera grabbed the gun, turned quickly and fired at Kirk, but he missed. When he turned to fire at Dawkins, she fired first and hit him with two shots to the chest. Altera dropped the gun, backed into the wall and his body slumped to the floor.
Kirk kicked the gun away from Altera’s body. “So much for questioning him?”
“Better than dead,” Dawkins said.