The train clanked along rusty rails through the dark tunnel, slowing down only to pull into the next station. "This is Fulton street, transfer is available to the 2,3,4 5, j,m and c trains. " A young man stepped into the train immediately heading to the two seats next to the window.

"Hey sit up man," the young man ordered an older man who lay across both seats sleeping. The older man sat up allowing the younger one to sit.

The older man waited until the younger one settled beside him to pull a weapon from his pocket, firing a single shot into the man's stomach. Startled passengers scattered for a place to hide giving the older man a path to escape.

Back in Brooklyn Jamie Reagan sat at his desk using time between cases to look through files. He was recently promoted to Detective third grade and moved to the 3-5 across town, a bust uptown major case precinct.

He was about to make a side note in the top file when his phone interrupted with a piercing ring. "Reagan," he answered quickly, quietly listening to the call coming in.

"Reagan, my office." Jamie pushed his chair back hanging up just before getting to his boss' office.

"Is it about the subway shooting?" Jamie guessed, just receiving the call. His CO, a thirty year vet confirmed Jamie's assumption with a quick nod. "1pp passed the case to you kid, go at it."

Jamie strolled out stopping only to lift his gun and shield on his way out to the RMP he was assigned to. Before driving off Jamie checked the address then started downtown easily navigating the busy streets.

A half hour later Jamie cut through the police tape into the station pad in hand ready to find out the details. "Hey, what do we have?"

Two officers from the nearby 5th precinct faced the new Detective recognizing the youngest Reagan. "One shot fired on the northbound A, only one victim a thirty year old stock broker so we're thinking it was something between them," the senior officer offered while leading his partner and Jamie to the body.

Jamie looked down shaking his head at the lifeless body of his young victim. A dark stain soaked his lower dress shirt, mouth opened wide in shock. "Any ID on him?"

"Yea Michael Turner, swanky Brooklyn Heights address you know one of those Brownstones. We have several witnesses who were in the car when it happened, they're all heading to the precinct," the officer answered with a nod.

Jamie looked at his victim again heaving a sigh at the murder of such a young man. His thoughts were interrupted by a familiar greeting, recognizing his older brother's voice. "Hey kid, what are you doing here?"

"Caught the case what are you doing here," Jamie asked following up with a nod to Danny's partner.

"This is a major case kid it's ours." Dany turned to give Baez a confused look knowing a murder on a train was usually given to them.

Jamie shrugged his shoulders at them, even seasoned Detective's didn't catch every case. "I got the call just a little while ago straight from 1pp. I'll see you guys later though, I have interviews to conduct."

Danny turned to his partner a surprised and angry expression on his face. "I hate to say it Danny but the order came right from 1pp."

"Yea we'll see about that," Danny mumbled stalking past her. Baez sighed, shaking her head at him, following her partner knowing he was going to give their boss a call. .

Meanwhile Jamie returned to his precinct smoothing his tie down while he gathered paperwork for his file. After clipping the picture Jamie headed towards the box, giving the guarding officer a quick nod as he walked by.

Jamie sat across from the perp in the box and sighed. "Don't suppose you want to make this easy on us both and just start talking?"

The perp, whose name was Joshua Jackson, 22 from Queens rolled his eyes, "Yeah and end up dead. No thanks, I'll take Rikers, thanks. You got no bodies on me so."

Jamie sighed, "actually we do have a body and if we run tests even if you didn't pull the trigger you could go to jail for being an accomplice so I'd wise up real quick. Start talking, it was a hit? On who?

Joshua sighed, "If I'm going to talk, I want a deal and protection. If they find out I talked I'm next to go."

"We can work something out, I'll talk to the DA see what I can do. Was the target killed?" Jamie silently reminded himself to call Erin.

"No, no man that was a trial run, just a set up...the target is...she is fine...that's what I'm saying though.." Joshua placed his hand on the table hard emphasizing his worry over possibly becoming a target.

Jamie's eyebrow arched, "She?"

"Okay, look, all I know is this...her old man, he ripped off millions from some really important people like awhile ago. They tried to get him but someone got smart to them and had him transferred. Now they want the daughter to get at him, and they are going to get her, these people get their mark."

Jamie felt his blood run cold.