“No one else was home.”
“Look, Mister...”
I rolled my eyes. “Lany.”
The detective quickly wrote that down in his files. “Very good, Mr. Lany—”
“Just Lany.”
“Okay then, Lany, can you tell me what you were doing in that drug house?”
“Nope.” I was under sworn secrecy from the DEA. Without their permission, I couldn't discuss it with anyone. Well, Sal, but he didn't count. I discussed everything with him.
Well, almost everything.
“What can you tell me about Viggo?”
I frowned. “Who?”
“The guy running that drug house.”
I started to shake my head. “No, that's not—” I snapped my mouth closed when I realized what I was about to reveal. I didn't have a clue who Viggo Marcus was. The guy I had dealt with was named Alex SeRoy.
“So, if it's not Viggo Marcus running the drug house, who is?”
I shrugged but kept my mouth shut.
“Lany, we've already gotten this far. It would be much better for you if you answered the rest of my questions.”
“Nope.”
The detective sighed and leaned back in his chair. “You are a young guy. You have your whole life ahead of you. Do you really want to do time?”
“Oh, I am not going to do time.” At least not behind bars. I might be doing time in a hermetically sealed bubble inside of my estate, but not here.
“That is not how the law works, Lany. If you commit a crime, you go to jail.”
“But I didn't commit a crime,” I insisted.
“Your definition of a crime and the law's definition of a crime are two vastly different things, and since you broke the law, you will be going to jail. The only remaining question is, for how long? You can determine that by answering my questions.”
I shook my head and then smirked when the door opened and my Uncle Jerry walked into the room. “Oh, look, my get-out-of-jail-free card is here.”
“Sir, this is a restricted area.” The detective jumped to his feet and started toward Uncle Jerry. “You need to—”
Jerry flipped out his badge and ID. “Police Commissioner Jerome Harris. Is there a reason you are holding my nephew?”
“Your nephew?”
“Yes, my nephew,” Jerry snapped. “Lany Delvecchio, the spouse of Lieutenant Salvador Delvecchio of SWAT Team One.”
Detective Sparks paled as he turned to look at me.
I waved.
This was fun.
Chapter Four
