But there was no reason, son, that you had to usurp that truck driver's mind. I or Mr. Timms could feed your family for the entire year as long as you...asked. But right here, right now I want to help you get out of your criminal tendency." How will you do that?"He gives you a fatherly smile. "Your grandma advised me about how you applied for Goodway College, but you didn't have enough money to pay for a spot." Yeah, so." Here." He slides over the file. "Inside is your transcripts to enter the. From my chosen seat in the back corner booth almost no one could see me, but I could see just about everyone in the place. I suppose I'd better add that Jimmy, the owner of the club, had arranged for a couple of large plants to be moved so that the booth was almost completely hidden and, to most customers, would look as if it was out of use.I watched as Emma, my wife of eight years, entered the bar and settled herself on a stool at the bar. Then before the barmen even had time to ask Emma what. He used to get me press box tickets to the Brooklyn Dodgers games that gave me an up close and personal look at the game and the players with my favorite team the New York Giants. I always felt a little guilty about that but he liked doing it for me and I couldn’t refuse without offending him. I thing he felt he should be doing more for me but just didn’t have the time. The summer before I joined the military he got me a job down at Manhattan Beach and I turned from a redheaded Irish kid into a. Don’t you just love a but ... I have the LC number. And a friend in the book business.“Ray’s Books. Ray speaking.”“Hey, Ray.”“David, my man. Good to hear your voice.”“Ray, I need a book teaching European medieval swordsmanship.”“Got it.”“What?”“Colin Richards translation of Fiore del Liberi illustrated. Two fifty.”“Jeez, Ray. That’s kinda high.”“For you? Two bucks.”I was trying to speak, but my throat went dry and my tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth.“Okay Okay Okay ... I’ll toss in.