Page 110 of Deep Cover

True. But I had help.

"You hear anything about my dad?" I bit my lip and held my breath. The call was getting long. I had to let go and decide what I was going to do.

"He's okay. Visited recently."

"Because he had to?" While he'd been hospitalized IAD had dragged up old cases from when he was an active police officer and charged him with several counts of using excessive force.

He had. Sometimes. But he was a good cop.

"Once. Most of the charges have been dropped. What's left is a slap on the wrist that his old lot's unwilling to drop because it'll make him look weak. Nothing's going to happen to your old man."

"Thanks, Tad. What about the other time?"

I could hear the smile in his voice. "Came in to say hi. This place is hard to leave, Annie. So get the fuck better and get the fuck back here and then –"

We said it together. "Get the fuck back to work."

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