Now and Then (2007) by Robert B Parker

Author:Robert B Parker [Parker, Robert B]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-03-15T17:29:49.203000+00:00

Susan nodded. Had he been capable of it, Hawk might almost have looked shocked. I had probably never raised my voice to Susan in Hawk's presence. I wished I hadn't now.

"I think your work and mine may be intermingled here," she said. "But the problem is better dealt with by you than me."

"I'm sorry I yelled," I said.

"I know," she said. "I'm sorry I kvetched."

"I know," I said.

Chollo looked at Hawk.

"I miss something?" he said.

Hawk shook his head.

"Long time ago," Hawk said.

Chapter 34

I met epstein for breakfast at Zaftig's in Brookline.

"There's nothing closer?" I said when I sat down.

"It's close for me," Epstein said.

"You live in Brookline," I said.

"Am I Jewish?" Epstein said.

"I think so," I said.

"And I like a nice deli," he said.

"My honey is Jewish and she lives in Cambridge," I said.

"Sometimes they stray," Epstein said.

"On the other hand, she is a shrink," I said.

"But they never stray far," he said.

"Comforting, isn't it," I said. "We got anything to talk about or have you just been missing me?"

"Good to stay in touch," Epstein said. "The latkes here are fabulous."

The waitress brought us coffee, and I ordered latkes with applesauce. Epstein had eggs and onions with some sable.

"The big red-haired guy," Epstein said. "He's not in the system either."

"He didn't seem like a pro to me," I said. "He knew what he was doing, he wouldn't have dissed Chollo."

"Chollo?" Epstein said.

"Friend of mine from LA, be like dissing a cobra."

Epstein smiled.

"Remind you of me?" he said.

"No."

The waitress came with breakfast, and more coffee. I had a bite of latke.

"How are they?" Epstein said.

"How should they be?" I said.

"Fabulous," Epstein said.

"They're fabulous," I said.

Epstein nodded.

"Name's Darcy Englund," Epstein said. "AKA Red."

"I suspected that would be his nickname," I said.

"Nice to confirm it," Epstein said. "Only other thing we got is that Red's been with Alderson at least as long as Alderson's been at Concord College."

"In what capacity?" I said.

"Red?" Epstein said. "Hard to say. Friend, driver, gofer, bodyguard. We don't know. Mostly he's just around."

"Never been arrested," I said.

"Nope."

"Military service?" I said.

"Nope."

"Visible means of support."

"Last Hope," Epstein said.

"Got a job title?"

"Nope. But he deposits a two-thousand-dollar paycheck from them every week."

"Where's he live?"

"Cambridge," Epstein said. "Apartment on Hilliard Street."

"Close to Alderson," I said.

"Yep. About a block."

"You got a tail on him?"

"No," Epstein said. "He looks like small fish to me. We're sticking with Alderson."

We were quiet. I finished my latkes. Epstein finished his eggs and ate a piece of toast.

"No bagel?" I said.

"I try to avoid ethnic cliches," Epstein said.

"Like eggs and onions with a nice piece of sable," I said.

"So, sometimes I fail," Epstein said. "Whadda you got?"

"Sheila and Lyndon," I said.

Epstein nodded.

"Tell me about them," he said.

I did. Epstein took some notes on the organizations and places they had mentioned in connection with Alderson. The waitress warmed up our coffee as needed. My normal ration was 151

two cups in the morning. I was somewhere around five this morning. Of course, they were small cups. I'd probably be able to sleep fine by the time the week was out.

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