Should have known those two jokers would do in forty-eight hours what the city couldn’t do in over a decade. Hutchinson looks at the end of his rope—killing a fellow cop took it all out of him. Starsky’s standing by his side like a guard dog with his fangs bared. “Starsky! Hutchinson!” They turn to me, one drained, the other wary. Their eyes widen as I salute them, standing as tall and proud as I can. Starsky nods and leads his partner away. Elmo, if you’re listening, ask... read more
