Keep ID on the phone. No telling when either of you could be attacked.

Good idea. You call up ID, setting your phone on speaker and setting it on your desk. "Hey, PD, you okay?" "I'm fine. Everything alright there?" "Yeah, nothing's happened since you left, really. You figure anything out with those shipments?" You fill her in, specifically about the shipment to 12th Street around the time of murder. She pauses. "PD, 12th Street is Criminal Mastermind's turf."