A cheer went up from the squad room.
It was my first, and hopefully only, trip in the caged back of a siren-screaming squad car.
It was only 7:20 when Dean entered the squad room but Rita Angeltoni was already glued to her keyboard as if she'd spent the night.
The sudden images of Jonny sending in a hit squad on Xander or blowing up his condo went through her mind.
A premature encounter with a squad of police alarmed the town and broke up their plans.
If Dean himself had been bound and gagged, it would have been the joke of the squad room for weeks to come.
Everyone lolled around the squad room, shirt collars and windows open, and neither providing much relief.