Bab 883: The Mysterious Mastermind

This had to be done.

The HQ director had to praise them for doing a good job, or the frontline officers would be hounding him for months.

Once NYPD officers were mobilized, and had ironclad evidence, most New York gangs could only wait to be wiped out.

The morning sun rose, but Dustin's face was even darker. "Mobilize your connections and do your best to flush this Billy Jordan out."

Joe frowned. "Chief, there's no sign of him at all. I suspect that he's already been killed."

Dustin said, "Then we have to find his body."

John lit a cigarette, his expression no better than Dustin's. "Chief, this guy is probably already in a cement block at the bottom of the Hudson River. Those people are very familiar with this sort of thing."

Dustin ignored the man who was smoking in his office. "Then dig out the man who threw Billy into the river."