What "Really" Happened "That" Night.
Carl looked across at his friend." That bastard of a judge is going to have a shit of a morning". And he laughed raucously.
A N.Y.P.D. vehicle pulled into Judge Cravens’ driveway. Senior detective Josh Goldstein, was met at the door and ushered into the drawing room. Judge Craven or “Patch” barked for him to sit. “Sorry sir”said Josh." I heard that you may be getting an unwelcome visit in the morning . A couple of goons have requested a warrent for search and seizure on your property. I thought you would like to know." Patch looked maelevolently at Josh as if he were the the problem not the messenger. “How much do they know?” he spat.