Faithful readers will recall that on March 31, the kids and I were evacuated because an explosive device was found in a car about 20 feet from our front window. The local paper reports that police have made an arrest: the former cellmate of the guy who blew up a building down the block a couple of years ago.
I encapsulated it in my earlier post:
A couple of years ago, a bomb went off in the building two doors down. It was built and set off by a former building superintendent who had a romantic thing for one of the residents, who had that day graduated from the Police Academy (and whose husband was and is now the super).
It seems that the there’d been a deposition on a civil suit against the former super slated for April 1, and he’d wanted to demonstrate that maybe police had gotten the wrong man two years ago. (Not likely since the bomb had gone off in his hands, but there you go.) So he reached out to his former cellmate, who planted the new device in the current super’s car.
It might possibly have worked — Strangers on a Train and all that — except that police tape phone calls into and out of Rikers Island. Ooops. Criminal genius strikes again.