I haven't found out anything quite yet.
"And that" as Walter Cronkite used to say, "is the way it is." in New York City.
When I first moved here I would see something going on down a block, -four fire engines, two ambulances, too many to count cop cars with flashing lights. I would look the next day for any mention of the big ta-doo and
=------- = nada, zilch, bupkis == .
Once I saw a guy running out of the 23rd N Station, right near the Madison Park Shake Shack, you know the place, he's carrying a red purse and there's a woman screaming "Help! Thief"
(though why she wanted someone to help the thief, I dunno. Thank you, Groucho)
ANYway, standing right ON the same corner are two cops and they start off running the guy down yelling "Stop, NYPD!!""
The guy is running towards Madison Ave with the cops about fifty feet behind.
Get this: three guys, hearing the commotion, jump off the line at the Shake Shack and dart out the Madison Ave entrance to the park and THEY start chasing the guy.
The last I saw it was a foot race headed East on 23rd Street.
That was also the last news I heard or read about it.
Joe(they are going to lose their place in line.)Nation