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Justine followed and saw the fugitive pawing at the driver’s door, struggling to get out.

Salazar drew his pistol and aimed it at the fugitive.

“Freeze!” he said. “You’re under arrest.”

Angel said something Justine couldn’t quite hear.

“What did he say?” she asked, and Salazar shrugged.

“Diplomatic immunity,” Angel said in English through the open driver’s window. “I’m a member of the People’s Republic of China’s diplomatic mission to the United States and I claim immunity.”

Salazar shook his head.

Justine couldn’t believe it.

Even when injured, with blood flowing down the side of his head, trapped and at gunpoint, Angel had the wherewithal to make sure he was always one step ahead.

Unless she could think of something fast, this killer would walk unchallenged onto a plane to China, never to be seen again.

CHAPTER 54

THE COP WHO had deployed the Stinger came running over with his partner and they checked Angel’s condition.

Salazar moved away to confer with Justine, whose mind was working furiously.

“We can take him in,” the detective said, “but if he really is with the Chinese mission, he’ll get sprung pretty quickly.”

“What if I take him?” Justine asked, an idea forming in her mind.

More police were arriving now, and the occupants of the growing lines of vehicles snarled up in every direction were out, taking pictures and filming the scene on their phones.

“Citizen’s arrest or whatever,” she suggested.

“You mean, abduct him?”

“I mean hand him over to people who might be able to do more than NYPD.”

Salazar hesitated. “What kind of people?”

“Government people. Guys who deal with this kind of thing day in, day out.”

Salazar nodded slowly. “You know these people?”

“Yeah,” Justine replied.

“You are full of surprises.” The detective surveyed the scene and came to a decision. “This site isn’t secure,” he said to the two cops checking Angel. “We need to take him in.”

“There’s an ambulance en route, detective,” the officer who’d deployed the Stinger said.

“We can’t wait,” Salazar countered.

“I need medical attention,” Angel said groggily.

“Officers, I want you to secure the perimeter until forensics get here to check this vehicle. Divert traffic away from this intersection and keep the scene as uncontaminated as possible,” Salazar instructed.

Justine could see the doubt on the men’s faces. There was nothing of value to be gleaned from a stolen vehicle but they didn’t voice this. Instead, they stepped away and allowed Salazar to take Angel by the arm.

“Hey! No! I need medical attention,” he protested.

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