Knocking door to door was not really in his job description anymore but as a leader, Gil believed he should be willing to do any and everything his asked of his subordinates. He’d never been a fan of the cops who got high enough and just used their power to bark orders around at people while they kicked back and took in the credit. Knuckles wrapt against another door, he’d lost count at this point, and he waited until the door opened before he politely flashed the man his badge. “Good evening, sir. I’m lieutenant Arroyo with the NYPD I was hoping you had a few minutes to talk about your neighborhood.”