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With a flip of her blond ponytail she turned, fetched a roll of yellow tape and started to work.
The two evidence collection techs returned to the gate.
“Find anything?” Pulaski asked.
They replied that they had not.
Which supported his theory that the men were together and had entered the site from this side of the lot.
Maybe it was a hit, pure and simple. Neither Gilligan nor the shooter had any business here, other than the second one’s murdering the detective.
He walked to the CS bus and snagged new evidence bags.
He was about to start his search for recent tire treads, when Sanchez approached. His face was not happy. “He’s not going to do it.”
“Who’s not going to do what?”
“Burdick. He said there’s no need to expand the scene. That that’s what Crime Scene people do when they don’t know what to look for.”
Pulaski frowned. “What does that even mean?”
“I’m just telling you.”
He glanced toward the deputy inspector and, behind him, the reporters.
Phalanx …
The blond officer, holding the yellow roll, looked toward Pulaski uncertainly. The DI had apparently told her too to stand down.
Pulaski approached. He took the roll from her. “I’ve got this.”
“Sorry …”
“No, it’s good.”
He turned toward Burdick and said, “I’m going to have to ask everyone to move back to the intersection. I’m sealing the street.”
And, armed with the tape, he waited for them to migrate.
A few reporters did, but paused when Burdick said, in a voice louder than necessary, “Officer. Like I just explained. Not necessary.” And looked at him with a pinched face that was the gaze of somebody smart talking to somebody less smart. He said, “It’s unprofessional. Might as well tape off the whole neighborhood.”
And for the millionth time, Pulaski had that brief flash: I’m screwing up. I’m doing something wrong.
I had that thing that happened …
Then he kicked the thought aside.
“Based on the evidence I’ve found, I need it sealed.”
“What evidence?”
Pulaski wasn’t going to respond. “The entire block.”
“That’s ridiculous.”
Pulaski supposed that whatever nonsense the man was spouting about the size of the declared scene had nothing to do with the size of the declared scene. This was about Deputy Inspector Burdick appearing in charge.
Amber Andrews …
