Alvin watched the police station settle back into a calm atmosphere. He really didn't want to waste any more time there.
He had a gorgeous fiancée waiting for him at home. Wasting time at the police station was practically a crime.
As they were leaving, Duke and Ripcord squeezed into Alvin's Mercedes, hoping for a ride...
Duke sat in the passenger seat, looking like he wanted to say something but couldn't bring himself to. Alvin said irritably, "You're a man. Can't you just spit it out?"
Alvin started the car and drove through the media blockade, heading toward the restaurant. "I'm definitely not taking you to Old William's bar district...
Whatever it is, you'd better say it quickly..."
Duke looked at Alvin awkwardly. "My child was born. Anna had a son for me."
Alvin froze for a moment, then reached over and shook Duke's hand. "That's great news. Why do you look so awkward?
Does the kid not look like you?"
Ripcord let out a gleeful whoop from the back seat. Duke shook his head helplessly. "Anna wanted me to talk to you about something, um..."
Alvin frowned at Duke. He thought Duke was asking him to help Anna.
Because she had once worked for Cobra, Anna had been placed under house arrest, even though it had eventually been confirmed that she'd been under mind control.
Part of Duke's assignment was to monitor Anna's daily life. That was the best arrangement Chief George had been able to secure for him at the time.
Alvin saw Duke's troubled expression and smiled. "Talk to me about something?
Why?
What are you worried about?
If this is about Anna's sentence, you can talk to Chief George.
All it took was a few phone calls, and he got every prosecutor at the New York