Kingston invited Silvers to his office for a meeting, a change for Silvers who usually had Kingston in his office. They were discussing the team's schedule for the final two weeks of the season as well as possible off season trades.

"I want to keep Killarny, said Silvers, sipping his coffee. Fully healthy, I think he has a lot to contribute to this team."

Kingston shook his head as he lit up a cigarette.

"If I can dump him I'm going to," announced Kingston.

"How am I supposed to manage a winning team if I don't get a say in what players stay or go"? demanded an annoyed Silvers.

Kingston didn't answer.

Both men were startled when the office door unexpectantly flew open.

"Mark Alan Kingston, announced Ivory. You're under the arrest for the murder of Jericho Green Valley, Kasey Jonathan Christian, Chaucer Swift Romney and Samuel Wright Broncolski."

Silvers chin dropped to the floor as he watched Reynolds and Schurman handcuff Kingston while Ivory read him his rights.

As Ivory was making the arrest, Police Commissioner Lincoln Louis was announcing it at a televised news conference on the steps of city hall.

"I am here to announce that Combers General manager Mark Alan Kingston has been arrest for the murder of Comber players Rico Valley, Kasey Christian, Chaucer Romney and Samuel Broncolski, began Louis. The arrest is going down as I speak. Questions"?

"How did Kingston come to be arrested for the murders"? asked a reporter.

"His image was caught on the stadium security camera the night he murdered Romney in the stadium parking garage,, explained Louis.

His fingerprints were also found inside Romney's car and on the knife used to cut off Broncolski's feet. They were also found on the duct tape that was wrapped around Mrs. Christian's eyes and on all four electrical cords."

"What was his motive"? asked another reporter.

"We don't know that yet," replied Louis.

The police station was teeming with reporters when Ivory arrived with her prisoner. Not out of any special concern for him but because she wished to avoid the media, Ivory led him into the building through a side entrance."

"Thanks," said Kingston.

"You're welcome, said Ivory politely but coldly. Would you like something to drink"?

"Coffee," replied Kingston.

"I'll go get it," said Schurman.

"I want a ginger ale, said Ivory, pushing the phone across the desk to Kingston. You can use the phone to call your lawyer."

"That won't be necessary, replied Kingston. I'm prepared to make a full confession. May I call my wife"?

"You can call whomever you wish, said Ivory handing him a legal pad and pen. When you're done you can write your statement on that tablet."