“Put on your coat,” Brown said. “I want to talk to you back at the squad.” “What about?” “Swindling,” Brown said. “You can just blow it out,” the man said. “Can I?” “Damn right you can. I’m as legitimate as the Virgin Mary.” “Is that why you carry a gun?” Brown asked. “I’ve got a permit,” the man said. “We’ll check that back at the precinct, too.” “Go get a warrant for my arrest,” the man said. “I don’t need any goddamn warrant!” Brown snapped. “Now, get the hell off that bed and into your coat, or I’ll have to help you. And you won’t like my help, believe me.”
