A silver Solstice pulled into the clearing. A man stepped out, wearing a vibrant Hawaiian shirt and a smile that could melt butter. Doug Judy. He looked at the shadows and yelled, "Jakey! I know you’re there! I brought snacks!"
Jake stood up, gun drawn but his face betraying a grin. "Judy! You’re under- wait, what kind of snacks?" Pontiac BanditBrooklyn Nine-Nine : Season 1 Epi...
He stopped. On the ground where the quiche box had been, there was a small GPS tracker and a note: The fence’s warehouse address. Check the basement. See you soon, brother. A silver Solstice pulled into the clearing
"Mini quiches, man! From that bakery you like on 4th Street," Judy shouted, holding up a white box. "Come on, let’s talk. Just two brothers from different mothers, hanging out by the sea." He looked at the shadows and yelled, "Jakey
"I expect results, not more poetry about his charisma," Holt replied. "Take Detective Diaz for backup. She is less likely to be swayed by a 'silky voice.'"
"Did you get him?" Rosa asked, walking up and wiping soot from her forehead.