"Did you get him?" Rosa asked, walking up and wiping soot from her forehead.
: Balancing high-stakes police work with absurdity (the mini quiches).
"It’s a felony, Jake," Rosa deadpanned, checking her handcuffs. "And if he tries to sing to you again, I’m punching him in the throat."
: Gritty Brooklyn locations contrasted with Judy's flamboyant personality.
Judy pulled a chrome-plated pistol from his waistband. "How about we take these guys down, and then we see who’s faster: my Solstice or your aging sedan?" "You’re on, you beautiful criminal!"
Jake watched the taillights disappear into the Brooklyn night.
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