INT. - 9th PRECINCT - NOON

Gerri handed over a cup of steaming coffee to the rigid-backed man while his wife clung to the handsome kid between them. It didn't take her long to realize the boy had some kind of disability. Though he appeared perfectly normal and healthy, his inability to meet her gaze and the steady, rhythmic rocking of his upper body as he sat staring at the wall told her he was likely autistic.

"Curtis has Asperger's syndrome," his mother said when ...