Grisham, John by The Brethren

Author:The Brethren [Brethren, The]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-21T21:37:00.111000+00:00

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"How much are the houses?"

"Nothing less than a million. I've seen a couple advertised for three million."

"Wait here," Spicer said, gathering his file and walking to the door.

"Where you going?"Trevor asked.

"To the library. I'll be back in half an hour."

"I got things to do."

"No you don't. Read the newspaper."

Spicer said something to Link, who escorted him through the visitors' area and out of the administration building. He walked quickly along the manicured grounds. The sun was warm, and the gardeners were earning their fifty cents an hour.

So were the keepers of the law library. Beech and Yarber were hiding in their little conference room, taking a break from their writings with a game of chess, when Spicer entered in a rush, with an uncharacteristic smile. "Boys, we've finally hooked the big one," he said, and tossed Brant's letter on the table. Beech read it aloud.

"PalmValley is one of the golf communities for rich folks," Spicer explained proudly. "Houses go for about three million. The boy's got plenty of dough and he ain't much for letters."

"He does seem anxious;'Yarber observed.

"We need to move fast," Spicer said. "He wants to come down in three weeks."

"What's the upside potential?" Beech asked. He loved the jargon of those who invested millions.

"At least a half a million," Spicer said. "Let's do the letter now Trevor is waiting."

Beech opened one of his many files and displayed his wares; sheets of paper in soft pastels. "I think I'll try the peach," he said.

"Oh definitely," Spicer said. "Gotta do peach."

Ricky wrote a scaled-down version of the initial contact letter. Twenty-eight years old, college graduate, locked down in rehab but on the verge of release, probably in ten days, very lonely, looking for a mature man to start a relationship. How convenient that Brant would be living nearby, because Ricky had a sister in Jacksonville and he'd be staying with her. There were no obstacles, no hurdles to cross. He'd be ready for Brant when he came South. But he'd like a photo first. Was Brant really married? Would his wife be living at Palm Valley too? Or would she stay up there in Pennsylvania? Wouldn't it be great if she did?

They enclosed the same color photo they'd used a hundred times. It had proved to be irresistible.

The peach envelope was taken by Spicer back to the attorney-conference room where Trevor was napping. "Mail this immediately," Spicer barked at him.

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