The Daughter

25th Street in Sergeant Waters. Yeah? I'll go break in. Yeah? What's missing? Oh yeah? What's going on in the eye? You are in the month to limit the 21st Street think, the Merrick Center. A call is coming through.

You will follow the action taken for doing to that call from this minute until the final report is written in the 124-Lume at the 21st Street think. Okay, I'll notify the details and let you know.

Yeah. All right. Twenty-first precinct. It starts lines on a map of the city of New York. Most of the 173,000 people who went into the nine-tenths of the square mile between Fifth Avenue and the East River.

Wouldn't know if you asked them if they lived your worst in the Twenty-first. Whether they know it or not, the security of their homes, their persons, and their property is the job of the men of the Twenty-first precinct.

The 21st, 160th of Coleman, 11th Sergeant from 4 Lieutenant's of Wumanda Boss. My name is Canelli, Frank Canelli. I'm Captain in command of the 21st. I was working my night tour, 4 p.m. to 8 a.m.

We had been a comparatively quiet night, but at 10.30 p.m. the police commissioner and the chief inspector paid a surprise visit to the precinct. I conducted them through the station house, and then accompanied them on a tour of the precinct were turning in time to turn off the platoon for the late tours midnight. After the

turn off the brass signed the blotter and left. I went into my office to lead and sign reports and communications prepared by the Coleman-Salem, the 124-man on the job during the 4-12 tour. At 1240 AM, Detective Frank Cassidy and Chris Vitale of the 21st Squad were driving south on 2nd Avenue on route back to the station house following their investigation of a