The Graving Dock
“SAID TOMMY BALFA, looking up surprised as he entered the Seven-six detective squad room. “I wasn’t expecting you today.”
The squad room was quiet. Gary Daskivitch was out, as were the other detectives. Jack came over, holding a manila file, and dropped into a grubby molded-plastic chair next to Balfa’s desk. He grinned. “I’ve got a whole new angle on our case.”
“That’s great,” Balfa responded, without enthusiasm.
Jack figured that the detective was still chastened about the other day’s bum lead.... He lowered his voice. “I don’t wanna harp on this, but don’t worry about what happened on Thursday. We all make mistakes.”
Balfa nodded, but now that Jack was sitting right across from him, he noticed that the detective didn’t seem embarrassed or contrite. He just looked distracted again, jittery. Balfa glanced at the big old grade-school-style clock on the wall, then at his desk, then at the clock again.
“You got somewhere to be?”
Balfa ignored the question.MoreLess
The squad room was quiet. Gary Daskivitch was out, as were the other detectives. Jack came over, holding a manila file, and dropped into a grubby molded-plastic chair next to Balfa’s desk. He grinned. “I’ve got a whole new angle on our case.”
“That’s great,” Balfa responded, without enthusiasm.
Jack figured that the detective was still chastened about the other day’s bum lead.... He lowered his voice. “I don’t wanna harp on this, but don’t worry about what happened on Thursday. We all make mistakes.”
Balfa nodded, but now that Jack was sitting right across from him, he noticed that the detective didn’t seem embarrassed or contrite. He just looked distracted again, jittery. Balfa glanced at the big old grade-school-style clock on the wall, then at his desk, then at the clock again.
“You got somewhere to be?”
Balfa ignored the question.MoreLess
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