He sat down at the plain wood table, ran his hand over the back of his neck, and looked to where Patrick sat behind the now peeled-off beard and wig. Patrick answered the detective’s question before he had a chance to ask it. “I did it to make enough money to pass a parental competency hearing. I did it so I wouldn’t lose my son, for even a day. So you can drop me in a cellar and turn the lights out when you leave. I don’t care.” Kovach nodded as opened a file and looked it over. “They tell me he’s in St. Genevieve’s.” “Until he has his heart procedure just before the holiday.” “That’s what they also tell me,” Kovach said as he leaned back in his chair. “Which is why I’m not going to slam you with resisting two law officers, attempted flight, disturbing the peace, and just plain stupidity above and beyond the highest heights.” Surprised, Patrick waited. “I’ve got three daughters at home, and there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to see them every morn, noon, and night,”
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