Gerald moved toward the door.
"Miss Dunne is exhausted," Gerald said. "Would it be too much to ask you to give us a lift out to Long Island?"
Hopper nodded, his expression unhappy.
"Glad to," he said. "But about the car? I suppose that's one you wouldn't know…"
"Listen, Lieutenant," Gerald said, "don't you want me to leave
something
for the police department to do? I've found your hot jewels for you and I've given you your cop killer. You won't even have to prosecute him. And as far as I am concerned, you can share equal billing in credit for solving the case. What more…"
Lieutenant Hopper grunted and shrugged.
"Oh, I'm happy enough," he said. "Let's get moving. Miss Dunne's tired, Finn's tired, I'm tired…"
Sue had crossed the room and Gerald felt her slender hand slip into his and as she leaned toward him his arm went around her waist.
"Tired?" he said. "Why I never felt better in my life."