The Needle

Twenty-three speaking sagging waters. He caught a thief for his shore at the... Yeah? Yeah? Well, where is it? Where are they holding him? Oh, it's a woman. Where has he got it? Yeah? You're in the must of room at the twenty-first precinct, the nerve center of call is coming through.

You will follow the action taken pursuant to that call from this minute until the final report is written in the one twenty four-room at the twenty-first three thing. Yes sir I'll send you off just right over there. That's right. Yeah. You stand out on a sidewalk and throw them where to go. All right. Okay. Twenty first

three things. It's just lines on and that's the city of New York. Most of the one hundred seventy three thousand people who went into the nine tenths of a square mile between Fitzvavon you and East River wouldn't know what you asked them that they live go work in the 21st.

Whether they know it or not, the security of their homes, their prisons, and their properties is the job of the men of the 21st. The 21st, one hundred and sixty patrolman, eleven sergeants, and four lieutenants who mind the boss.

My name is Cannelli, Frank Cannelli. I'm Captain in command of the 21st. I was working my day tour, eight a.m. to sixty-n. After I had turned out to put the one and attended to other matters in the station house that required my attention.

Vector car number three came by the house to take into 84th Street and Fifth Avenue, where a large crowd was expected that the reopening ceremonies of a remodeled wing of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.