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To Edith Gladstone
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“I NEED A FAVOR, Darce. An easy one, this time.”
“What, and ruin your reputation?”
An instant passed before my brother let out a hoot. “Where are you?”
“At the zendo. I’m doing that car stunt downtown tonight, the one on California and Market. I want to get down there and scope out the street. It’s”—I didn’t want to say dangerous, not to him—“a one shot gag and—”
But he was talking over me. “I need you to . . . hang with a client . . . just an hour or two. Take her window shopping, to the beach, for a walk, get her mind off things.” When it comes to attorneys, my brother Gary’s a virtual Goliath’s nightmare. Which means when one of his Davids calls at 3 A.M., he’s there, pronto. Gary’s a hero to his clients—and to me. He’s always taking huge chances—financial and legal—and when he says there’re things I don’t want to know, I believe him. He’ll go to prison himself to protect a client’s rights, but window shopping? Not hardly.
“So, what are these terrible things
