At 1:47 A.M., A Call From A Police Station Turned A Routine Arrest Into A Reckoning That Reached Boston

Peterson to Captain Reynolds’s office.

Captain Diane Reynolds stood as we entered, extending her hand. Her grip was firm, her gaze direct. I recognized in her the bearing of someone who had earned her position through competence rather than connections.

“Judge Sullivan. I apologize for meeting under these circumstances.”

“I appreciate you coming in at continue reading …