"Welcome to the moon, Chief Calloway."It was the first time anyone had addressed him with that title, and Cal decided right away he liked it. In the LAPD he had been a tiny fish in a monstrous pond. It would have taken him ten years to make sergeant, another ten for lieutenant-and that was only if he lived long enough. L.A. policing was getting more dangerous by the day. Burnout was common, and when his best friend in Rampart Division hung himself...