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Detective Kane had been correct in stating it would be a while until he could meet with Ric and Theo. Almost two hours, in point of fact. By the time he appeared, soon after eight, Theo was marginally calmer, thanks to Ric who entertained him—to use Ric’s word—with stories of cases he and Ethan had dealt with since he’d joined the agency.
Ric was in the middle of telling him about a runaway kid when Kane came over to take them up to the squad room.
Once they were seated at Kane’s desk, the detective said, “First off, the officer who was attacked will be fine. He’s got a nasty scalp wound and a concussion, but he’ll live, and hopefully be more aware the next time. I stopped by the hospital to talk with him. It seems he was playing a game on his phone as he waited for you, Theo, so he didn’t hear Mr. Chadwick until it was too late.”
“That’s his name?” Theo asked.
“Yes. Harrison Chadwick, or Chadwick Harrison, depending on which driver’s license is legitimate.”