CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
After the slack, unhelpful attitude at Putnam under Detective Grover, the focus and energy of the New Haven cops was doubly impressive to Stella. By the time she and Maxwell arrived at the local police precinct, the cops had radioed them to say the dealer had been ID’ed, booked into custody, and was already in an interview room.
Maxwell parked his car and got out. His hands were still trembling, a fact Stella noted with amazement. She’d never seen Maxwell lose his cool before. She guessed having come so close to being shot had unnerved him deeply.
She knew for sure it had frightened her. She still felt lightheaded with adrenaline. This had brought home to her exactly how unpredictable their job could be. A sting operation could turn deadly in a nanosecond.
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