what was
going on. He wondered if it had to do with Richie. He hoped that
they caught McCoy with the money from the bribe, but he knew that
was a long shot.
They got out of the elevator and proceeded to
an office.
Inside the expensive office sat a short fat
balding man in a judge’s robe. Bookshelves lined two walls while a
painting of another old man in a judge’s robe hung from the wall
behind the desk. Joe wondered who the old man in the painting
was.
Next to the judge sat a tall man with thick
white hair, pale blue eyes, and a charcoal gray Brooks Brothers
suit. The man was Joe’s uncle, Congressman Timothy
Scott.
As soon as Joe saw his uncle, he lowered his
head in shame.
Uncle Timothy stood and hugged Joe. “I’m glad
to see you’re okay. I know what those animals do to cops in
there.”
The judge stood and shook Joe’s hand. “Brian
McDonald.”
“Your honor.”
The judge took off his robe, revealing a shiny
blue suit. “We don’t have to be so formal in here. Call me
Brian.”
Joe glanced over at his uncle, then back at the
judge.
The judge said, “Your uncle and I go way back.
He explained the whole thing to me and I told him I’d be glad to
help. The DA was out of line charging you with conspiracy. The way
I see it, it was an error in judgment. The truth is, off the record
of course, if someone raped any of my grandchildren, I’d chop off
their cock and balls too.”
Joe didn’t know what to say. He looked at his
uncle.
Uncle Timothy said, “The conspiracy charges are
dropped. But the NYPD wanted you gone. There was nothing we could
do to save your job.”
The judge said, “Wouldn’t you rather be a
lawyer than a cop anyway, son? It must get cold out
there.”
“It does.”
Uncle Timothy asked, “You have kept your
license up to date, haven’t you?”
CHAPTER 25
On Thursday evening, Bradley sat in the back of
his limo while creeping along the Long Island Expressway after
another day at the office. The divider was up as it usually was on
his way home. Bradley liked to catch a power nap any time he could,
and the way home was usually the best time.
But Bradley hadn’t slept well for days. The
more he thought about what Lu had done to that poor boy, the more
he hated himself for helping Lu. But what was he supposed to do?
Give up all those years of hard work and sacrifice for just one
boy? A boy who was brutally raped.
Bradley knew about Joe Martello and his law
degree and relationship with Richie Carson, and he also knew that
no one could connect Joe Martello to himself, so he decided to send
Joe some information on Ko Sin Lu. At least the information may be
able to help Richie Carson at his trial.
Bradley had a second cell phone, an
unregistered prepaid phone that he used to for illegal
conversations and also, to call Olga.
He searched some European news articles, then
copied and pasted some of the contents, enough information to put
Joe Martello on the right track.
CHAPTER 26
After checking up on his mother last night, Joe
went straight to his own bed to sleep.
First thing in the morning, he cleaned his
house, did his grocery shopping, and then hit the gym for a quick
workout.
After a shower, he spent a couple hours trying
to read and organize the hundreds of documents in his father’s
case. He read until he couldn’t keep his eyes open any more, then
he took a long nap.
Joe awoke that
evening to a beep on his phone. He knew from the sound that it was
an email. At first, he thought it was spam because he didn’t
recognize the email address, but then he read the subject
line: pedophile escapes
justice.
Joe opened the email. There was no message,
only portions of news articles that were copied and pasted from
various websites.
Joe learned that Ko Sin Lu’s second cousin is
the president of the new government in their country, and Lu was
first appointed ambassador to Switzerland.
After being accused of molesting an
eight-year-old Polish boy, Lu hid
going on. He wondered if it had to do with Richie. He hoped that
they caught McCoy with the money from the bribe, but he knew that
was a long shot.
They got out of the elevator and proceeded to
an office.
Inside the expensive office sat a short fat
balding man in a judge’s robe. Bookshelves lined two walls while a
painting of another old man in a judge’s robe hung from the wall
behind the desk. Joe wondered who the old man in the painting
was.
Next to the judge sat a tall man with thick
white hair, pale blue eyes, and a charcoal gray Brooks Brothers
suit. The man was Joe’s uncle, Congressman Timothy
Scott.
As soon as Joe saw his uncle, he lowered his
head in shame.
Uncle Timothy stood and hugged Joe. “I’m glad
to see you’re okay. I know what those animals do to cops in
there.”
The judge stood and shook Joe’s hand. “Brian
McDonald.”
“Your honor.”
The judge took off his robe, revealing a shiny
blue suit. “We don’t have to be so formal in here. Call me
Brian.”
Joe glanced over at his uncle, then back at the
judge.
The judge said, “Your uncle and I go way back.
He explained the whole thing to me and I told him I’d be glad to
help. The DA was out of line charging you with conspiracy. The way
I see it, it was an error in judgment. The truth is, off the record
of course, if someone raped any of my grandchildren, I’d chop off
their cock and balls too.”
Joe didn’t know what to say. He looked at his
uncle.
Uncle Timothy said, “The conspiracy charges are
dropped. But the NYPD wanted you gone. There was nothing we could
do to save your job.”
The judge said, “Wouldn’t you rather be a
lawyer than a cop anyway, son? It must get cold out
there.”
“It does.”
Uncle Timothy asked, “You have kept your
license up to date, haven’t you?”
CHAPTER 25
On Thursday evening, Bradley sat in the back of
his limo while creeping along the Long Island Expressway after
another day at the office. The divider was up as it usually was on
his way home. Bradley liked to catch a power nap any time he could,
and the way home was usually the best time.
But Bradley hadn’t slept well for days. The
more he thought about what Lu had done to that poor boy, the more
he hated himself for helping Lu. But what was he supposed to do?
Give up all those years of hard work and sacrifice for just one
boy? A boy who was brutally raped.
Bradley knew about Joe Martello and his law
degree and relationship with Richie Carson, and he also knew that
no one could connect Joe Martello to himself, so he decided to send
Joe some information on Ko Sin Lu. At least the information may be
able to help Richie Carson at his trial.
Bradley had a second cell phone, an
unregistered prepaid phone that he used to for illegal
conversations and also, to call Olga.
He searched some European news articles, then
copied and pasted some of the contents, enough information to put
Joe Martello on the right track.
CHAPTER 26
After checking up on his mother last night, Joe
went straight to his own bed to sleep.
First thing in the morning, he cleaned his
house, did his grocery shopping, and then hit the gym for a quick
workout.
After a shower, he spent a couple hours trying
to read and organize the hundreds of documents in his father’s
case. He read until he couldn’t keep his eyes open any more, then
he took a long nap.
Joe awoke that
evening to a beep on his phone. He knew from the sound that it was
an email. At first, he thought it was spam because he didn’t
recognize the email address, but then he read the subject
line: pedophile escapes
justice.
Joe opened the email. There was no message,
only portions of news articles that were copied and pasted from
various websites.
Joe learned that Ko Sin Lu’s second cousin is
the president of the new government in their country, and Lu was
first appointed ambassador to Switzerland.
After being accused of molesting an
eight-year-old Polish boy, Lu hid
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