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“Smart move calling your dad. That boy is a real pain in the ass. You’re lucky I like to collect favors.” He shook his head. “I called the complainant. She doesn’t want to pursue it. So we’ll let him go…for now. But trust me, that kid is going to be back here if something doesn’t change.”
“Thanks a lot, Officer. I appreciate it.”
“I’ll call back and get him brought up for you. Might take a few minutes.”
“Great. Thanks so much.”
A few minutes turned into almost an hour. I guess they didn’t tell Heath who had come to bail his ass out, because he looked pretty shocked to see me.
“What are you—”
I raised my hand and stopped him. “We’ll talk outside. And bywe’ll talk, I meanI’ll talkand you’ll listen.”
Heath frowned but nodded.
The cop at the desk lifted his chin again. “Good luck with that one.”
Once we were out on the street, I walked a few buildings down from the police station and turned to face Heath. “What the hell were you thinking?”
“I thought it would get a lot of views.”
“First off…” I held out my hand. “Give me your phone.”
“What for?”
“I’m deleting the video you took. And if you give me a hard time, I will walk your ass back into that police station. I had to convince Mrs. Unger to not press charges. And I used my dad who’s a retired cop to call in a favor.”
Heath handed over his phone, and I deleted the video and gave it back.
“Are you going to tell my sister?” he asked.
“Of course I’m going to tell Devyn. She’s responsible for you.”
The kid frowned but said nothing.
I nodded toward the subway station. “Come on. Let’s go.”
“That’s a downtown station.”
“We’re making a little stop.”
“Where?”
“You’ll see.”
***
It wasn’t Angelo’s in Philly, but it was damn good. I’d taken Heath down to Joe’s Pizza in Greenwich Village for a slice, something my father always did with me when he wanted to have a talk. Usually it meant I was in trouble, but over the years I’d come to appreciate that my father didn’t just yell and punish me for a month like most dads did. He talked to me man-to-man while sharing pizza, which sort of made it impossible for me to zone out and not listen. Don’t get me wrong, I still got punished for a month—but Dad made it so I listened first.
I waited until Heath picked up his second slice before I started in on him.
“So, let’s talk. Why are you and your sister always being little shits?”
Heath shrugged. “It’s boring here. There’s nothing to do.”
“You live inNew York City. This place is a lot of things, but boring is definitely not one of them.”
He shrugged again. “What is there to do?”
