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“There are ways,” Dino said. “You employ them all the time. Don’t worry, he’ll call again, and you can ignore the call.”
Stone took out his cell phone and turned it completely off.
“Now he’ll go straight to voice mail,” Stone said.
“Good thinking.”
They ordered cheesecake and were nearly finished when Eddie Jr. appeared at their table and stood there, glaring at Stone. “Well?”
“Did you hear something?” Stone asked Dino. He took a sip of his red wine and set it down near the edge of the table. Then he reached over, took Dino’s half-full glass, and poured it into his own.
“Hey!” Dino said, waving at a waiter for two more glasses.
Stone reached for a paper napkin on the table and used his forearm to tip the wineglass over. The wine struck Eddie’s leg at about the knee and ran down his tan trouser leg.
Eddie made a loud noise and jumped backward into the waiter who was carrying two more glasses of wine, which spilled onto Eddie, too.
“Hey, watch it!” Dino said. “You’re making a mess!”
Eddie was grabbing paper napkins and dabbing at his trousers.
“You did that on purpose!” he said to Stone.
“I didn’t do anything. You backed into the waiter. If you’ll stand still for a minute, I’ll order two more glasses, and you can try to spill those.”
Dino made a shooing motion with his hands. “Get out, or I’ll have you arrested for disturbing the peace.”
The headwaiter came over, waving a cloth napkin at Eddie. Then he took Eddie by the elbow and led him away. He came back after a moment. “I’m sorry about the nuisance,” he said. “Every time that guy comes in here, he starts something.”
“I shouldn’t think you’d want him back in your restaurant,” Stone said.
“I’ll eighty-six the guy,” the maître d’ said. “You won’t seehim again in here.” He went back to his desk to receive another party.
“I wish we could get him eighty-sixed from Manhattan,” Stone said.
“Is Rikers Island far enough away?” Dino asked, referring to the city jail facility.
“Almost,” Stone said. “Can you get him arrested in New Jersey?”
“Who is that guy?” Dino asked.
“His stepmother, Annetta Charles, widow of the recently deceased Edwin Charles, is a new client of mine. She’s pretty much fenced him off from her presence.”
“Yeah? Edwin Charles was very rich, wasn’t he?”
“He was. Now his widow is. She’s quite a number. Have you seen her?”
“I think on Page Six.” Meaning the gossip column in theNew York Post.
“She’s sixty and looks forty.”
“Watch out,” Dino said.
“Don’t worry, the bar association of New York has fenced her off from me. Legal ethics require me not to diddle my clients.”
“Has that ever stopped you before?”
“Always,” Stone replied.
