The famous lieutenant of homicide

The famous lieutenant
of homicide retired
the day the ten murders 
came in. 

It was planned well before. 
The retirement, I mean. 
The murders 
obviously were. You 
could tell by the degree 
of planning. 

They begged him to stay 

he said 
not my job

So he went home
to find they pinned
it on him! Framed and   
railroaded, arrested,
tried and convicted,
it was in all the papers. 
Famous lieutenant
of homicide sent
up the river, and
soon enough, his
old chief paid
him a visit

on death row. 

"Now"
he said, 

"Will you help us break 
this case or what?" 

The famous lieutenant 
of homicide frowned. 

"I'm going to need," he began 
"...to begin with, three things." 

The chief hid his grin. This
asshole! With his "three things" 
every damn time. "There's
three things that bother me"
or "We have to look at this
three ways," or this now.

Nodding solemnly, the chief:
"You shall have them...

...lieutenant."