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"Yes, sir," Commissioner Czernick and Chief Coughlin said, almost in unison.
The mayor marched toward the small knot of drivers, heading for his limousine. He smiled absently, perhaps automatically, at them, and then spotted Matt Payne. The expression on his face changed. He walked up to Matt.
"Were you at the Union League tonight?"
"I didn't quite make it there, Mr. Mayor," Matt said.
"Yeah, and I know why," the mayor said. He turned to Commissioner Czernick. "And while I'm at it, Tad, I want you to assign Wohl to get to the bottom of what happened to Detweiler's daughter and that mafioso scumbag DeZego on the roof of the parking garage tonight."
Commissioner Czernick looked as if he were about to speak.
"You don't have anything to say about anyone not going to like that, do you, Commissioner?" the mayor asked icily.
"No, sir," Commissioner Czernick said.
"You hear that, Peter?" the mayor called.
"Yes, sir," Peter Wohl replied.
"Keep up the good work, Payne," the mayor said, then walked quickly to his limousine.
EIGHT
Staff Inspector Peter Wohl walked to where Officer Payne was standing. Matt saw Captain Pekach step out of the shadows and follow him.
"What did the mayor say to you?" Wohl asked.
"He asked me if I'd been at the Union League," Matt replied, "and then he turned and told the Commissioner he wanted us to handle what happened at the Penn Services Parking Garage."
Wohl shook his head.
"I had a strange feeling I should have driven myself up here," Wohl said to Pekach. "Jesus Christ!"
Matt added, chuckling, "And then he told me to keep up the good work."
"I'm beginning to wonder if I can afford you and all your good work, hotshot," Wohl said, and then he saw the look on Matt's face. " Relax. Only kidding."
"You think he might think it over and change his mind?" Captain Pekach asked.
"No. That would mean he made a mistake. We all know the mayor never makes a mistake. Where's Mike?"
"At home."
"And Jason Washington? You know where he is?"
"At the shore. He's got a place outside Atlantic City."
"When's he coming back?"
"Day after tomorrow."
"Get on the radio, Dave. Get word to Mike Sabara to meet me here. And get me a number on Washington. He'll have to come back tomorrow. What about Tony Harris?"
"He's probably at home this time of night."
"Get him over here-now," Wohl ordered. "Have Lucci tell him he and Washington have this job."
"Yes, sir," David Pekach said.
