Even with two murder raps, battery charges, and now, assault of a police officer, Sonny Sassone still looks unfazed. Unlike any other suspect that Mac has had in his interrogation room, Sonny Sassone had an arrogance that was unparalleled.

Which is why Mac found it satisfying when the evidence was solid --- so solid that it could knock the arrogance off Sonny Sassone's face.

"How you keep slipping from my hands is a mystery to me, Sonny" Mac began.

"You underestimate the Tanglewood boys, Taylor." Sonny said, a smug look on his face.

Mac takes out the threatening note --- 'A Presto' --- now wrapped in a ziploc bag. "You wrote this" Mac said.

"Sure. Means see you soon. Me and Messer are friends, you know" Sonny said.

Mac takes out a piece of paper which read "DNA results".

"Your blood on Detective Danny Messer's carpet. Fresh. Explain that to me" Mac said.

"Like I said, Danny Messer and I are friends, Detective Taylor. I'm sure he's mentioned that. "Sonny said. "Fixed me a good steak dinner after I got out, maybe I cut myself with a knife"

Mac looked at his hands. No cuts from a knife. But his knuckles had wounds --- fightbite. And he had a broken nose.

"Your knuckles have open wounds --- fightbite. Your fist hit Danny's face with his mouth open. DNA on your wound matches Danny's." Mac continued.

"He only had one piece of pie" Sonny said, laughing "we had to wrestle for it."

Mac laughed with him, but his was a sarcastic, condescending laugh. He stood from his chair and moved behind Sonny. He put his hands on his shoulders and pressed down --- hard. Sonny started to squirm in pain but didn't say anything.

"You think I'm joking, Sonny?" Mac whispered in his ear. "You got out on parole, went to Danny's house, beat him to a pulp, pumped drugs into him, then left him in his tub to drown. That's another murder on your rap sheet if Danny doesn't make it. And since he's a police officer, the state will make sure that you never see the light again"

"Whoa, whoa hold up" Sonny said. "Pumped drugs? Tub? Drugs and drowning --- not my style, Taylor. I would have beaten him till he's dead if he hadn't swung a bat in my face. He kicked me out. He was alive when I left"

Mac stopped to think. He felt so mad --- mad that Sonny had hurt Danny, but even madder that Sonny's lame excuse might actually pan out.

"If Danny Messer doesn't wake up" Mac said "I will make it my life's work to put you behind bars and make sure you shack up with the meanest thugs in the joint who will flop you around like an inflatable doll"

Sonny laughed again. "I know what this is about. You can tie me to his beating but you can't tie me to the drowning. " Sonny shook his head in amusement. "That must piss you off"

There it was again, Sonny's arrogant look. Perhaps what's solid now isn't always solid.

"Get him out of my sight" Mac said to the police officer behind him, as he turned to leave the room.