Wheel of Fortune (Detective Louis Martelli, NYPD, MysteryThriller Series Book 6) by Theodore Jerome Cohen

Author:Theodore Jerome Cohen [Cohen, Theodore Jerome]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780984920952
Publisher: TJC Press
Published: 2015-02-13T18:30:00+00:00

Thirty-seven

Itwas shortly before 9:30 AM when Martelli and O’Keeffe alighted from a cab in front of 26 Federal Plaza, home to the FBI’s New York City field office and other federal agencies. A long line of people extended from the door along the right side of the building. They shuffled slowly toward the entrance while those before them endured a rigorous security screening before being allowed into the building. “If we have to go through that door, we’ll never make our meeting, Lou,” said O’Keeffe.

“Let’s talk to that guard over there,” said Martelli, pointing to the left of the entrance.

“Sir,” said Martelli, flashing his badge, “we have an appointment with Special Agent Ron Bishop at 10 AM. Is there any way you can expedite our entry?”

“Not a problem, Detective. Just go down that ramp and through the glass doors. They’ll take you immediately.”

“Thanks.”

With that, the Detectives hustled into the building. True to the guard’s word, they were ushered to a special security lane, where their credentials and briefcases where checked without delay. The entire process took less than a minute, and after being directed to the FBI’s reception window, which was down a corridor to the left off the great hall, they found themselves talking through a large glassed-in panel to the intake agent.

“Can I help you gentlemen?”

“Yes, sir, we have a 10 AM appointment with Special Agent Ron Bishop. I’m Detective Lou Martelli, NYPD, and this is my partner, Detective Sean O’Keeffe.” The men presented their credentials.

“Thank you, Detectives. If you’ll stand back and wait a few minutes, I’ll notify Agent Bishop you’ve arrived.”

Ten minutes passed while Martelli and O’Keeffe cooled their heels in the hall. Finally, Martelli went to the window and inquired as to where Agent Bishop might be.

“I’ll call him again, sir. He may be in a meeting. I apologize for the delay.”

Another ten minutes went by before the detectives saw Bishop appear in the receptionist area, behind the glass. He waved for the men to come ahead, at which time the buzzer sounded, permitting them to push the door open. “Lou, Sean, I apologize. We were setting things up for our meeting, and I couldn’t break away until now. Agent Kane, here, will sign you in.”

Kane stood to address Martelli and O’Keeffe. “Okay, gents, please give me your driver’s licenses and cell phones, and sign this log . . . Printed name, signature, and time in. I’ll also have to go through your briefcases, please. Are either of you carrying a camera? If so, it’ll have to remain with me.”

Martelli and O’Keeffe both shook their heads. “No cameras, Agent,” said Martelli.

“Okay, Bishop, they’re all yours,” said Kane.

“This way, guys. We occupy several floors in the building. The elevators from here are programmed to stop only on those floors.” He pressed the ‘UP’ button. Within a few seconds the chimes sounded and an elevator’s doors opened. “After you, gents.”

The men entered the elevator, and within seconds, the doors opened on the 8th floor. “We’re just down the hall, in Conference Room 807.

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