"He knows all about us. And we know about him."
The words echoed in Danny's mind. He reached over and turned off the video and tape recorders set up to record Sonny's confession.
A door opened behind him.
"We got it." Danny said before Mac asked the question.
"I wasn't worried."
Danny dropped the tapes in an evidence envelope, sealed it and held it out. "What?" He said, noticing that Mac was staring at him.
"You were listening?"
"Yeah."
"You heard what--"
"I heard what he said. I'm not worried." Danny said, keeping his voice steady. "I gotta." He brushed past Mac and into the hall.
"Where's he going?" Stella asked as Danny disappeared into the stairwell.
"I'm not sure."