It was late in the evening as Norah watched her older brother trying to assemble a remote control toy car for her nephew's birthday that was coming up with her grandfather, who seemed to not so much as helping, but criticizing.
"Don't force it," Henry told Danny after he had slammed the frame of the car onto the wheels.
"I'm not forcing it," He said.
"It did look like you were forcing it, Danny," Norah agreed with her Grandfather.
Danny looked at her before saying to Henry, "It says a ten-year-old can assemble this thing."
"I bet your wife could assemble it," Henry retorted.
"Dad, why don't you give me hand here, please?"
"You need a degree in mechanical engineering for that," Frank told his son.
"No kidding," Danny muttered.
"How'd it go?" Frank asked Erin as she walked in the house.
"Aha! My favorite lawyer granddaughter," Henry said.
"Your only lawyer granddaughter," Erin told him. She then saw Danny with the toy car, "Oh, you still playing with toys, Danny? That's cute."
"It's for my son's birthday," Danny told her.
"Well, if Mom were still alive, she'd tell you that was beyond your skill set," Erin said.
"She would say that he should have paid someone at the store to assemble it for him," Norah added.
"That's funny. Ha, ha, ha," Danny retorted with sarcasm, "Wanna help?"
Jamie walked in the room from the kitchen and saw Erin, "Hey, the whole gang's here."
"Hey, Jamie," Erin greeted.
"Hey, will you help me out here, college boy?" Danny asked him.
"You're pathetic," Jamie took a seat next to Danny and began trying to help him.
"It says it's supposed to lock in."
"Norah, can you pass me the directions?" Jamie asked.
"Sure," Norah handed her brother the directions and watched her brother assemble the toy car.
A short while later, both Norah's and Danny's phone buzzed. Norah looked at her phone and saw it was her partner Matthew.
"Reagan," She answered.
"Hey, we got a case. Subway car got robbed and some things with south," He informed her.
"Alright, I'm on my way," She hung up the phone.
"Hey, you're gonna have to finish that on your own," Danny told Jamie as he got his jacket and heading to the door.
"Hey, I gotta work- I gotta work at midnight. I'm supposed to leave five minutes ago," Jamie said.
"See you Sunday, Grandpa," Danny said, ignoring Jamie. Norah got up from the table and quickly followed after her brother.
"Looks like we got the same case. Mind giving me a lift?" She asked.
"No problem," Danny responded. The two got in his car and drove off to the crime scene.
After arriving at the scene, Danny and Norah head down the stairs to the subway.
Norah spotted Matthew and asked him,"What do we got?"
"Six perps, box cutters and knives, one gun, one camera. We're still sorting out the specifics of the mayhem," Matthew informed the two Reagan as they took a look at the subway car.
"What's with the camera?" Danny asked him.
"They were recording everything," He answered.
"It's a good conversation piece. Break out the wilding video at your dinner party," Danny commented.
"And not that smart either," Norah added.
"Who pulled the cord?" Danny asked.
"Passengers in the next car. They heard the gunshots, saw what was happening through the storm windows, did the right thing," Matthew informed them.
"Everybody scrambles to the platform. Looks like from the blood, they might have, uh, fled down to the tracks," Danny said.
"Yeah, but the clerks didn't see 'em go out either exit. Got uniforms covering two stations- north and south. ESU and Canine are en route to sweep the tunnels."
Danny and Norah go into the subway car and looked around.
"A lot of blood," Norah commented,"Do we know why the shooting started?"
"No," Matthew answered, "We still don't know why the shooting started or where the bullets went. Recovered two casings from a nine, and I got anti-crime canvassing the hospitals. No passengers were shot, as far as we know."
Norah notices Danny walking away, "Hey, where you going?"
"I'm gonna go make myself useful," Danny leaves the subway car and Norah follows after him up out on the street.
"Hey, Danny! Norah!" Norah and Danny looked over and saw their little brother in a police cruiser before walking over.
"Hey! Little brother!" Danny greeted.
"Hey, Jamie. What are you doing here?" Norah asked.
"We got a prisoner drop-off at the six-five," Jamie answered.
"Yeah, thought I'd show the rookie what a caper looks like," Sgt. Anthony Renzull, Jamie's current and Joe's and Norah's former training officer, said, "Bunch of cops rubbernecking, looking to poach a collar, huh?"
"Nah. Hey, Norah and her partner are gonna be down there for a while. And Norah's got the car keys. You guys mind giving me a ride?" Danny asked.
"Yeah," Jamie responded, "Where to?"
"To the two train. It's got an emergency exit over there, near the playground between Beverly and Church. Just gonna make sure it's not popped," He told them.
"You think that's how they got out of the tunnel?" Renzull asked Danny.
"Uh-huh," Danny answered.
"All right, come on. Get in."
"Call me if you find anything, Danny," Norah told her brother as he got in the back of the police cruiser.
"Uh-huh," He responded as the car drove away.
Norah returned to the subway car and tried to look for anything out of place. But her search was soon ended when her phone ringed and without looking at it, hoping that it was Danny, Norah answered the call.
"Reagan," She answered.
"Hey, Hon. I'm just calling to let you know I'm sorry I couldn't make it to dinner," John apologized, "I wanted to be home by seven at the latest, but Rossellini the jackass dropped a case on me. 'Very high-profiled' he said. Apparently, He thinks this is the Aileen Wuornos of New York."
"It's fine. I'm actually at a crime scene right now," Norah told him.
"Is it the one in the subway?"
"Yep."
"I heard about on the news when I got home. And again, I'm sorry that I missed dinner," He apologized again.
"It's fine. I'll see you when I get home. I love you," Norah told him.
"I love you, too," John returned before the call was ended.
A moment later, Norah's phone went off again and she saw it was Danny.
"Hey, Danny," Norah answered, "Did you find anything?"
"Yeah," Danny answered with a sigh, "We found a subway hatch that was popped opened and we found one of the suspects bled out to death on a park bench."
"And his buddies just left him there?" She asked aloud.
"Yep, that just let's us know we kind of people we're dealing with."
"Alright, I'll pass the info to Matthewhew and see you later."
"Bye, Nory," Danny said.
"Bye, Danny," Norah returned before the call ended.
The next day, the witnesses from the subway car had arrived at the station and where now being interviewed for what they had saw in the subway car.
"Okay, after they started robbing people, what happened next?" Norah asked the man she was interviewing. She saw her brother Danny standing in the corner of her eye.
"I don't know. One of the guys- he had his knee on my head the whole time. There was yelling. Then I heard shots," The man told her.
"When he took his knee off of your head, did you see any faces?"
"No, no," He answered, "I didn't get up for a while, and then when I did, they were gone."
"And when you got up, did you see anyone hurt, anyone running?" She asked him.
"Yeah, I mean, a few of us were pretty scared…"The man replied.
Norah noticed that her brother was walking over to a young woman who was crying and walked her over to a another room. Norah guessed that she was a family member of Lee Cranston. The day went on with Norah interviewing witnesses one after another before finally everyone was interviewed and their statements were taken.
A while later that day, Matthew, Norah, and Danny were in their Sergeant's, Sid Gormley, office discussing the case with him.
"M.E. pulled a .38 out of Lee Cranston. Handsome was shooting a nine," Danny informed the Sergeant.
"There was a second gun?" He asked.
"We're waiting on ballistics," Norah told him.
"It was a stomach wound. Could be that Lee had a gun, was pulling it out, accidentally shot himself. Then Handsome reacts to the gunfire. We recovered two of his nine-millimeter slugs from one of the seats," Matthew said.
"Lee Cranston shoots himself and no one sees?" Gormley questioned.
"Half the vics are on the ground, the other half are getting roughed up and robbed. It's their instinct to try not to make eye contact," Norah explained.
"Or could be maybe one of the other perps had a reason to shoot Lee or maybe one of the vics had a gun, too," Danny offered another explanation.
"Lot of maybes," Gormley commented as he got from his seat and walked out of his office with the three following him.
"I still have two vics to interview," Matthew informed Gormley, "Patrol got their information, but they left the scene before we got there."
"What about the other four perps? No I.D.s, no known associates?" He asked.
"The 6-5 picked up every kid involved in the previous robberies. I think Handsome just crewed up with all new mopes," Matthew replied.
"Explains what a marshmallow like Lee Cranston was doing with him," Danny added.
"Handsome is out there somewhere, boss. I could use some more bodies," Matthew continued.
"You've got two Reagans. Their worth eight of us mere mortals," Gormley told him.
"Six. Six, anyway, Sarge," Danny corrected, trying to act humble, before Gormley walks away.
A while had passed before Danny and Norah were looking at her computer screen watching a video of the robbery that was posted on a gang site.
"I want you to say hello to all the folks at home. Wave, say hi. Hi. This is how I manage it," Norah and Danny watched Handsome smile at the camera as torments the passengers.
"It's like just dad always says: if they were smart, we'd never catch them," Danny comments, "Pull some stills of the video and start canvassing Flatbush. Put together some photo arrays."
"I'll get some unis," Norah said. The two walked away from her desk and went over to Andy who was interviewing Yolanda, one of the last two victims.
"I was scared, but then another one said no and then one of them grabbed my arm. That's when the man sitting next to me shot them," Yolanda said. Norah and Danny looked at the young woman.
"You saw the shooting?" Matthew asked.
"Yeah, well, he put his hands in his pockets and I heard gunshots and saw smoke," She answered.
"Can you tell me what this guy looks like?"
"You know what? I think she should take a look at this over here," Danny said. They took Yolanda over to Norah's desk and played the video for her.
"Okay, I'm gonna play this video quarter speed and tell me if you recognize anyone," Norah told her before pressing play.
A few seconds passed before Yolanda spots a African American middle age man.
"Yeah, right there- stop, stop," She said.
"This guy? You sure that's him?" Norah asked her.
"Yeah," Yolanda answered.
"Do you know when he got on?"
"Yeah, 42nd, same as me," She informed Norah.
"Did he say anything to you? Did he know the guys who attacked you?" Norah asked.
"He was as scared as the rest of us," She told her.
"A Good Samaritan shooter," Matthew commented.
"Imagine that," Danny muttered.
"Yeah, well, I wish he'd shot all of 'em," Yolanda voiced.
While later that day, the search for the identity of the shooter was underway with the help of the picture from the video.
Danny throws a folder on Norah's desk, "These are the best stills from the robbery video."
"Not much on the other perps, huh?" Norah said as she looked through the photos.
"No," Danny replied, "Handsome made sure the camera was on Handsome."
"Meanwhile, 15 people on the train, and only one sees the Samaritan shoot Lee Cranston," Matthew spoke.
"Reagans, Hughes, check this out," Gormley said as he walked into the bullpen and turned the news on the tv.
"It was a stunning scene just 20 minutes ago at the 65th Precinct, as Oliver Young, known only to the police as the Subway Samaritan, surrendered himself to reporter Kelly Davidson. You'll hear Kelly's account and an exclusive interview with the Samaritan here."
"What kind of guy surrenders to a TV reporter?" Matthew wondered.
"The 21st century kind," Danny and Norah said in usion.
"Get him out of the 65 before the whole damn neighborhood shows up to coronate him," Gormley ordered.
A while later, Danny, Norah, and Matthew are in an interrogation room with Oliver Young and his lawyer talking about the shooting.
"I was doing drywall work in Queens- a restaurant- after hours mostly, off the books. I've been held up twice on my way home. I can't afford to lose the cash I've been making," Oliver told them.
"The gun was for protection," Norah concluded.
"Yeah," Oliver confirmed.
"Where'd you get it?" She asked.
"I'd rather not say."
"Come on, Oliver, you got to give us something more than half of New York already heard from you and Kelly Davidson," Danny encouraged.
"Mr. Young is talking to you voluntarily and against the advice of counsel. I'd recommend you not press him," The lawyer said.
"I'm not pressing him, Counselor," Danny told her.
"You were on the train…" Matthew began.
"I wasn't going to do anything. That one had a gun, and I knew it was going to get bad, but then they started getting mean, hurting people, laughing about it, and they were serious about hurting that girl," Oliver explained to them.
"That's when you shot him."
"Someone had to stop it, and then everyone started running," He continued, "and I... I've got a robbery arrest from when I was 18, so I know what it means that I was carrying that gun. But I haven't done a wrong thing since that arrest. I've got a life, a family. And then I heard that boy I shot died and…"
"Oliver, I'm going to tell you one more time: stop," His lawyer told him.
"I wasn't... I was already thinking about turning myself in, and then I saw that picture in the paper. My wife saw it, too. I didn't want you people kicking in my door, dragging me away in front of my son," Oliver finished.
"So you called the news," Norah said.
"Kelly Davidson seems good on TV. I figured that way at least I'd get my side of the story out," He told them.
"Wait," Danny said, "You didn't think we would listen to your side of the story."
A few more questions later, Danny, Matthew, and Norah were done in the interrogation room and walked out. The three were now standing in the Sergeant's office.
"How'd you do?" Gormley asked.
"Nothing he didn't say on Channel 10," Matthew replied.
"Well, except for the part about him not trusting the cops to give him a fair listen," Danny added.
"He says he tossed the gun, but between the confession and the video, we got our case."
"Reagan processes the Samaritan, Reagan and Hughes get back to the robbery," Gormley ordered.
"Sure thing, Sarge."
Norah and Matthew walked out of the office while Danny stayed back for a while.
That night, After Danny had gotten a tip from Lee Cranstons's Cousin Densie about where Handsome and his gang is, Norah stood at the door with Matthew and a few NYPD officers behind her, ready to storm the building. A moment later, they rushed in.
"Get down! Get on the ground! Down on your knees! Hands up! Hands on your head!" They ordered everyone in the room.
Norah then noticed a one running up the stairs and followed him.
"Police! Freeze! Hold it, punk!" Norah yelled.
As the kid was entering a room upstairs, Danny pushed another in front of him, causing both perps to fall to the ground. Danny and Norah put them both on their stomachs before putting cuffs on them.
"Please tell me you got Handsome down there," Danny said.
"He's not down there," Norah responded.
"Great," Danny sighed.
After processing everyone that was in the building, Matthew, Danny, and Norah were interrogating Dante, Denise's ex boyfriend and a friend of Lee's that was in Handsome's gang.
"Come on, Dante, do yourself a favor here," Danny said.
"Even if I knew where he was... I still wouldn't tell you," Dante told them.
"You figure Handsome's gonna take care of you?" Norah questioned, "His last crew is sitting in Rikers thinking the same thing. And you remember what happened to Lee?"
"You don't rat on a man with Handsome's stature," He replied.
"Stature," She repeated with a raised brow.
"Handsome has profile with half the gangs in the city. This is not someone you want after you," Dante said before asking, "Matter of fact, can I have my lawyer now?"
That Sunday after mass, everyone was at the table, except for Danny who was on his way, and the main topic of the conversation was related to Danny and Norah's latest case.
"I'm just saying that if people were allowed to carry guns, maybe these animals would give it a second thought before they robbed a train," Henry explained his case.
"If everyone on the train had a gun, then maybe more people would have gotten killed," Erin retorted.
"I don't mean everyone has a gun. John, you grew up in the Bronx before moving to Boston, what do you think?" He asked his grandson-in-law.
"Well, it all depends on who's pulling the trigger. Suppose if someone with anger issues or has a mental disorder, then putting a gun in their hands would basically be putting a target on everybody's head. Not to mention, giving a gun to a senior citizen would be a pretty bad idea," John explained.
"You just became my least favorite son-in-law," Henry said.
"You have guns, right, Grandpa?" Jack asked.
"I'm a cop, Jack," Frank replied.
At that moment, Danny enters the house and walks into the dinning room.
"Hey. Sorry I'm late. Had to finish up a collar," Danny explained.
"Here's my backup," Henry smiled.
"Plate's in the kitchen," Frank informed his son.
"No shoptalk while he eats," Linda said before asking, "Erin, what do you hear from Nicky?"
"Bad question," Jamie muttered.
"Having the time of her life. Suddenly her dad's all pony rides and presents," Erin complained, "Son of a you know what."
"I know what," Jack said.
"Well, you better not say it," Linda told her son.
"Sorry," Erin whispered.
"Well, he is her dad. He's not gonna stop loving her," Danny told Erin as he took a seat at the table and started to eat.
"Whose side are you on?" She asked.
"I offered to punch the guy out, remember?" He reminded her.
"We all did," Norah added.
"If anyone's gonna punch my ex out, it's gonna be me," Erin told them.
"Wouldn't mind being there to see that," Frank voiced.
"I mean, the law's coming after this guy because he's carrying a gun," Henry continued the conversation, "And the only reason we know he had a gun is because he used it to stop a robbery."
"We can't choose which laws we enforce, Pop, you know that," Frank reminded him.
"So let's concentrate on robbery and murder and rape, and we'll get to the Good Samaritans after we're done with the jaywalkers," He joked, earning a few chuckles from the table.
"Erin, John, what do you know about this guy, Blake Phelps?" Danny asked.
"Good lawyer," Erin replied.
"He can be a bit tough," John informed him.
"But he's no pushover," Erin added, "Why? Did he pick up the Samaritan case?"
"Yeah," Danny answered, "I'm just wondering if he's someone I could talk to like a human being, or if it's just another notch for him."
"Well, it's a press case, Danny. It's anyone's notch," She explained, "Oliver Young has a felony record, and he bought a gun illegally."
"Well, he bought it for self-defense," Norah mentioned. Erin shoots her a look, "I'm not defending him; just mentioning a little detail."
"It sounds kind of like you are."
"New York does have a zero-tolerance policy for gun crimes," Frank spoke.
"Hey, whose side are you on?" Henry asked.
"Yeah, Dad, whose side are you on?" Erin joined in and everyone at the table looked toward him.
"I think Oliver's got a big problem," Frank sighed, "And his situation deserves a little more careful consideration and a little less taking sides."
"Ooh-hoo. That sounds like my side," Henry said to Erin in victory.
Erin chuckles a little before picking her plate up and walking into the kitchen. Danny does the same and follows Erin into the kitchen. Norah knew what Danny was going to do and what he was going to do is try to figure out some way that Oliver Young could go free.
The next day, Norah was walking through the halls of the D.A's office. She stopped at a door that has the words "Assistant District Attorney John Ramriez" on it. Norah knocks on the door twice before hearing John's voice.
"Come in," He said.
"Hey," Norah greeted as she opened the door and stepped into the office before closing the door behind her.
John smiled before stepped out from behind his desk and walked over to Norah. Norah smiled as her husband's arms wrapped around her and she did the same to him. John gave his wife a quick kiss before he pulled away from the hug.
"So, what brings you here?" He asked.
"I was talking to Cho about what I'm gonna say on the stand for the Stewart case and I thought why don't I stop by," Norah answered.
"Hey, I was thinking that maybe we could have a date night," John suggested, "Maybe we can go to the movies and I saw that a theater is playing the movie we saw on our official first date. Maybe we can try and do what we did that night. We go to the movies, I drop you off, and I go in for that first, awkward, and sweet goodnight kiss at your front door."
"Wow," She laughed, "That was cheese. Sweet, sweet, cheese. I love it. I remember that when I would get angry at you and you would sing that song because you knew that it would work."
"Well, of course I knew that it would work. It's our song," He responded, "'Frankie and Johnny'. Norah Francis Reagan-Ramirez and John Alberto Manuel Ramirez that's us, Frankie and Johnny. Michelle Pfeiffer and Al Pacino ain't got nothing on us, Frankie."
Norah lightly hits his chest before saying, "You know that I hate being called that."
"What? Frankie?" John teased.
"You know, you're lucky that I love you because I would drop kick your ass right now if I didn't," Norah told him before leaving the office.
Not long after returning to the precinct, Norah had gotten a call from Matthew that Oliver had been stabbed in prison.
"They were moving a bunch of us. Kid came out of the pack. I saw him out of the corner of my eye, or else he would've gotten more than one in," Oliver told them as he laid in his hospital bed.
"You recognize him, from the neighborhood, maybe? Anything?" Danny asked.
"Nah, man," He replied, "I was getting looks. I know when something's up, so I asked around. Found out Handsome put five Gs on my head because... because I shot his boy, I guess."
"No, Handsome put five Gs on your head because you stood up to him. You proved that to a lot people," Norah told him.
"I don't want to be anyone's hero. I just want my life back," Oliver said.
"We've got a cop outside, and we'll arrange for protective detention," Matthew assured him.
Oliver scoffs, "Protective detention? For how many years?"
"Oliver, look, we want to get this kid. Okay? So I know we've been over this already, but is there anything you can remember, anything they said, or did, when they got on the train?" Danny asked.
"Handsome didn't get on," Oliver told them.
"What do you mean?" Norah asked.
"I saw him in the last car at 42nd Street, he jumped off one car and got in another, clocking the platform for cops. I knew he was trouble, so I went up to the front of the train to avoid him," He explained.
"He was alone?"
"You know what's messed up? I play it over in my head. I think if I'd just sat tight, let it all happen... I'd be home right now."
"Oliver, you didn't stood up to Handsome that night who know what might have happened. Whether you like or not, you probably saved some lives that night," Norah told him before she, Matthew, and Danny left his hospital room.
"Handsome rides the train, alone, into Brooklyn," Matthew said.
"Yeah. He calls up his crew, tells them which station to wait at. They meet up, do the robbery, and Handsome fades away again," Danny concluded.
"We've been hunting him all over Flatbush 'cause that's where he hits, that's where his boys keep getting collared, but he could be anywhere in the city," Norah said.
"Anywhere north of 42nd Street, anyway," Danny added.
"Well, after that video, he's got to know we got the two train covered. I mean, there's no way he's going to hit there tonight, is there?" Matthew questioned.
"Yeah, but there's no way he's not going to hit somewhere," He told Matthew.
Norah sighs, "We got 26 lines, 468 subway stations," Danny and Matthew looked at her, "I come from a family of cops. I wanted to cover all my bases, okay. Let's head back to the precinct and attack this from a different angle."
After returning to the precinct, Danny was listing all of Handsome's arrests to Matthew and Norah as the marked them on a map.
"Handsome's also got a farebeat arrest in April on West 4th Street and a DisCon summons in June at 31st Street and Northern Boulevard," Danny told them.
"Is that all?" Norah asked after she had marked it.
"That's it. Every police contact, every known associate and relative home and work address for Handsome for the past six months. Now we have to find a pattern to his movements. So, what do we got?" He asked.
"Manhattan, Queens, Brooklyn-" Matthew listed, "he's all over the place. Looks like someone fired a 12-gauge shotgun at the map."
"Yeah, but they missed the Bronx," Norah noted, "Hey Danny, didn't you say that Deinse said that Lee went to hide in the Bronx with his Aunt?"
"Yeah, right on the two line, and Handsome found him there," He replied, "Think it's a coincidence that's the one place Handsome's never been in trouble?"
"What about Staten Island?" Matthew asked.
"There's no subway in Staten Island. See if you can find anything on the other perps in the Bronx," Danny said as he called someone on his phone, "Hey, Denise. This is Detective Reagan. Yeah. Where did your cousin Lee hide in the Bronx? He was at a bar at 147th and Willis. Thank you."
"Dante Vandos, Lee's friend. And Denise's boyfriend. He wasn't as careful when he went to the Bronx. A farebeat summons from 149th and Third on the number two, and a stop and frisk from Westchester and Courtland," Matthew listed.
Danny circled the rails on the map, "Looks like we just made the choke on the shotgun a little bit smaller."
"Still doesn't tell us where he's gonna hit, though," He said.
"Yeah, but we don't need to know where he's going to hit if we know where he's getting on the train," Danny reminded Matthew.
"I'll call the 51, have them assign uniforms to every station, north and south," Norah said, "That's where he's getting on the train."
That night, Norah and Danny waited in the train for it to take them to the station where Handsome would be. The train approaches the station and then stops. Norah and Danny step out of the train and spot Handsome.
"Hey... Haven't I seen you in the movies?" Danny asked.
Handsome then runs away from Danny and Norah. The two chase after him through the station and as Handsome was reaching the stairs out of the station, Danny tackled him to the ground. Matthew and a uniformed cop arrived a second later.
"Put your hands up! Show me your hands. Show me your hands!" Danny puts the handcuffs on Handsome, "You really are a good-looking kid. Come on."
Danny picks Handsome up off the ground and he was taken to the precinct and booked.
Danny and Norah were behind the precinct, leaning against the railing and looking out across the water.
"The sergeant said I'd find you back here. What, no six-pack?" Erin asked as she walked over to her siblings.
"Nah. Trying to make the right impression on my new partner," Danny replied.
"Right impression or good impression?"
"Eh, neither," Norah answered for Danny.
"You caught the bad guys, right? Yeah. That's usually good for a smile," Erin said.
"Somehow it just doesn't feel like much of a win," Danny told her.
"Because of Oliver Young?" She asked.
"Yep."
"Let's think about it. Make one choice... and it change your whole life forever," Norah said.
"Well, there are some that think that's true of every decision. Anyhow, the reason why I detoured down here is because I had a conversation with Blake Phelps. Oliver Young is already a local hero for standing up to Handsome, and getting stabbed is turning him into a martyr, so Blake doesn't think this as a career maker," Erin informed them.
"Oh, "Blake," Danny said.
"And I guess the D.A. agrees, so your guy is looking at probably a long probation on the gun charge," She added, "Like I told you- the law sometimes works these things out."
"Yeah. And so what favor do you owe to who?" Danny asked, "And please tell me it has nothing to do with the silk blouse you're wearing."
"Right. I go out there for you, and this is the crap that comes out of your mouth?" Erin said with annoyance in her voice while Norah shook her head at Danny.
"I'm kidding. Thank you," He said, properly to Erin, "How did it feel? Hmm? Doing something for that guy?"
"Good. Good doing something for you," She replied.
"Come on, let's go have a beer," Norah said.
The three then walked off to have a beer and celebrate the arrested of Handsome and his crew and the freedom of Oiver.