Tenning

"Look, " Tenning said, staring at the radio, his eyes jitterbugging inside his head, -you're not supposed to question me without my lawyer.

The 6th Target Patterson, James, 1947- 2007

Meanwhile, nothing Tenning said could be used against him.

The 6th Target Patterson, James, 1947- 2007

As Tenning stuffed its body into a garbage bag, he thought, RIBP.

The 6th Target Patterson, James, 1947- 2007

EVEN WITH QUIVERING FINGERS, Tenning quickly tied the laces of his bald-treaded Adidas, stepped out into the hallway, and locked the apartment door behind him, pocketing his big bunch of keys.

The 6th Target Patterson, James, 1947- 2007

Tenning sat at the table, facing the mirrored window.

The 6th Target Patterson, James, 1947- 2007

We took cover on both sides of the door frame, but not before I saw Tenning standing ten feet away, bracing his back against the wall.

The 6th Target Patterson, James, 1947- 2007

It was too bad that the dining room had been walled off, because now we'd need either permission from Tenning to enter it or a search warrant.

The 6th Target Patterson, James, 1947- 2007

Tenning gripped the edges of the desk in his workroom and tried to stifle his anger.

The 6th Target Patterson, James, 1947- 2007

Tenning hefted it, socked the ball joint into the cupped palm of his hand.

The 6th Target Patterson, James, 1947- 2007

Thanks, Cappy, " I said, thinking how this arrest could have turned into a bloodbath" and still all we had on Tenning was a traffic violation.

The 6th Target Patterson, James, 1947- 2007