Chapter 36
Sunrise was only a couple of hours away, and Carlan expected to have to bang on the door of the shelter to wake up the priest. But Father Harry was dumping some trash in the cans in the alley as they drove up.
The priest turned and waited expectantly.
Carlan knew Father Harry didn’t like him. Once, as he was dropping Jamie off for volunteer work, he’d made the mistake of saying out loud what he really thought: that trying to help these bums was a stupid waste of time. Since then, the holier-than-thou bastard had all but ignored him.
Carlan rolled down the window but didn’t get out. He was having momentary doubts. Perhaps he should call for backup. Patterson was the lead in this case, after all. He didn’t want any questions later. But then the image returned of him leading th
