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“Eddie,” Dino said, “it’s cheap, clean, and you’ll make new friends. I think they have a pool, too.”

“It probably stinks of chlorine. Where is it?”

Stone spoke up. “Just get into a cab and tell the driver to take you to the nearest Y.” He handed Eddie ten dollars. “Here’s cab fare. Remember not to write.”

To Stone’s surprise, Eddie left. He and Dino went into the dining room for dinner.

“What a pain in the ass that guy is,” Dino said.

“You’re finally getting the picture,” Stone replied.

THIRTY-FOUR

Stone and Dino, after the departure of Eddie Jr., settled into their evening, enjoying their steaks and wine, and topping it all off with snifters of cognac.

“I can’t tell you how relaxing it is to be rid of Junior,” Stone said.

“Yeah, I haven’t seen you this loose since he came into the picture. Maybe he’s found a home at the Y,” Dino suggested.

“God, I hope so.”

Dino’s phone rang, and he glanced at it. “I have to take this,” he said. “I left instructions.” He punched the button. “Bacchetti. Yeah? Yeah, that’s right. Hang on.” He covered his phone. “Eddie got into a fight with two other guys at the Y. Something about a blanket. They’re holding him at the precinct. What do you want to do?”

Stone sighed. “Nothing. I want to do nothing.”

“You want to just leave him there for the night?”

“How much will it cost to have them keep him forever?”

“He’ll see a judge in the morning and probably get kicked into the street.”

“Perfect,” Stone said. “Let’s let him live with the consequences of his actions.”

“And it was all going so well,” Dino said.

“It’s still going well,” Stone replied. “He can’t get at me from jail, and he’s already used his phone call. At least, he’s going right past me now and straight to the top, which is you.”

“I put out a call to be notified if he got arrested anywhere.”

Stone’s phone rang. “Yes?”

“It’s Joan. I just got a message from Eddie. He’s in jail. And having already used his phone call, presumably to call you, he got his cellmate to call me, and he told me to call you.”

“That’s all terribly interesting, Joan, but nothing to do with me—or, for that matter, you.”

“So, I should just ignore the call?”

“That’s what I would do.”

“Then I’m going back to bed. Good night.”

“Good night.”

Stone hung up. “He got somebody to call Joan.”

“He’s like that bunny on TV,” Dino said. “He just keeps on going.”

Stone’s phone rang, and he looked at the caller ID. “Call from somebody I never heard of.”

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