Chapter 7
Rookie sergeant Sean Patton walked around the tiny Alviso marina at three A.M., trying to stay awake. He loved the outdoors, water, and boats, and the cool breeze kept him awake. Alviso used to be an independent city but was sucked up in the sixties by San Jose in its growth efforts. Many promises were made to the struggling poor city about improved infrastructure and roads and so on to convince the citizens to vote for annexation. Few were carried out, and Alviso was left as a bastard step-child. San Jose promised more police, but that promise soon was forgotten, and the city didn’t want to pay anymore to periodically dredge the harbor.
The dispatcher called him, and he answered on his portable radio.
“Two off-duty officers want to meet with you. They’re asking that you name
