I gave him the lowdown, trying to pull him along with me but he stood stock-still and shook his head.
“I’ll call it in,” Hank said.
“No! No cops. He’s a little… sensitive.”
Hank stared at me and his mouth got tight.
“I’m a cop,” he reminded me.
“Not today,” I tried.
I failed.
“Everyday,” he returned.
“Hank, seriously, for some reason he trusts me and Ally. We gotta go and you gotta be cool.”
“Indy, seriously, you aren’t going anywhere and I don’t gotta be anything.”
Ally walked up to us. “I’ll go.”
“You aren’t going either.” Hank looked at the both of us. “Jesus. I’ll go.”
Hank started walking to the door asking where Kevin lived.
I followed close behind.
He turned and I slammed into him.
“Stay,” he said.
“I’m not a dog!”
“You aren’t going.”
“I’m not staying.”
Hank glanced at Duke and I was pretty sure they were going to gang up on me so I burst out, “They kidnapped me at the front door of my childhood home! They won’t think twice about coming here. I’m not leaving you and you have to go save The Kevster so I’m going with you.”
“I’m going too,” Ally said.
Turning the tables, Ally and I ganged up on Hank. He looked about ready to commit murder but he relented. He’d known Ally and me long enough to know we’d get our way come hell or high water.
“You have to do what I tell you,” he said.
That was not gonna happen.
“Sure,” I lied.
He stared at me. He knew I was lying. He blew out a sigh and we left.
Hank had barely rolled his 4Runner to a stop outside The Kevster’s house when I was out the door.
“Indy, for f**k’s sake!” Hank shouted.
I ran to Kevin’s front door and pounded on it.
“Kevin, it’s me. Indy Savage, Rock Chick,” I called, sounding stupid but I was also thinking that maybe Kevin had the diamonds and I wanted them. I wanted this all to be over. I didn’t want to be tied to a chair ever again. I wanted that enough to sound stupid.