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“Roger that, we’ve got—holy mother of God”

“Will you guys tell me already?”

Billy wished he had a high-powered scope He wasn’t expecting this He fished binoculars from the backseat and trained theed up toward the front door

“Well, well, well,” said Billy “If it isn’t His Excellency the Most Reverend Archbishop Michael Xavier Phelan”

“Lord, he is not worthy; Lord, he is not worthy”

Billy couldn’t decide if he was excited or disappointed His partner, Kate, had made up her mind—she was all in This had just become a heater case

“Everyone take a breath,” said Billy “He’s probably just going in to hear confession”

A black SUV, not very different from the one Billy was in at the moment, pulled up at the curb outside the brownstone The ere tinted, as best as Billy could tell through binoculars in poor light That was odd, because tinted ere a no-no in this state, with only limited exceptions

Exceptions such as vehicles that transport government officials

Billy moved his binoculars down to the license plate, then back up

“Oh, shit,” he said “I better call the Wiz”

“Why?” Kate asked, al out of her seat

Billy shook his head

He said, “Because the ot out of that car”

BILLY CLIMBED INTO the sedan a block away froar smoke Wizniewski carried that odor on him at all times