The day would be slow at first.  Once they got to the Police HQ, they’d go through a few briefs, meet some detectives and brief the locals one what was happening.  Tactical was gearing up and would be down there in about an hour.  Essentially, at this point, it was the local PD’s job to go ahead and try to keep the area as safe as possible without letting the subject know what was happening.  

Ken was fairly confident after the investigation and profile that the subject would not put up much resistance but one could never be too sure.  That is one of the ASAs underlying objectives:  reduce collateral damages as often as possible.  Keep a lid on things.  Make things at least appear to be in control.  

The fallacy there was that it could be done.  Every day, mundane criminals murdered, raped, and stole.  It just didn’t make the headlines anymore, because the media worked its magic promoting fear and agendas.  

After getting situated in the car and pulling out, Audrey started to talk, pulling Ken’s thoughts back into the vehicle.  He listened to her mention both Asselta and Humes and grinned.  It was somewhat annoying, but he was no fool.  He knew that for the next few days, things would mainly focus on the new guy.  It’s the nature of things like this.  

The last part of her dialogue made him furrow a brow.  He didn’t want to see fire before there was even smoke, so he didn’t say too much.  “[color=f26522]Asselta will do fine.  She’s finally hitting her stride.  I’m very content with her progress of late.  And Humes.[/color]”  He shook his head, but the motion could have been interpreted as him simply checking his mirror and traffic around him.  “[color=f26522]He seems Ok.  I mean, shit, a better fit than a few of the other members, at least on paper.  But yeah.  Something is off.  I mean, no one seems to want to say shit about him other than enough to be accused of NOT saying anything.  I’ll talk to the Chief when he gets back, see what word he’s gotten.[/color]”

He took  a drink from a bottle of water and continued.  “[color=f26522][color=f26522]Keep in mind, Detroit was a big city.  It’s messy, rife with politics and corruption.  He could be a dirty cop, or he could have done something right that pissed off the wrong person in power.  We won’t know until we know.  For the time being, let’s focus on this.  I think this should go down smooth.  Guy isn’t prone to violence, no priors, no drug abuse.  We have the locals tailing him and once they get him in a spot where they can lock things down, they’ll radio us so we’ll be on standby until then.  You up for this[/color][/color]?”

He knew she was, the question was just to ruffle her a little bit.  She’d know this and respond in kind, but he was eager to get her focus on where it needed to be, not off on two other detectives.