." Honey," interjected Christy, "if there are things you'd rather not talk about..." No, I want to tell you. You have a right to know about me." No on... has a right to know anything you don't want them to," counseled the beautiful black wife."You both have been so wonderful I feel as if I could tell you anything."And for the next few minutes Marianne related her life with her parents, her father's repeated rapes, her marriage to Cornelius and his perversions, his death, her life as a prostitute. “Don’t make that mistake.”“What mistake?”“Coltrane.”“What about him?”“You know he was a junky?”“I heard.”“Bird. Charlie Parker. I don’t know how many players thought him being a junky made him great. Even after it fucking killed him. Coltrane was one of them. But you know what?”“What?”“Don’t get me wrong. He was good before he kicked. I mean, fucking Miles Davis? He’s not going to hire anyone unless they’re a top player. But after ... Just listen to him. He went from great to being perhaps the. "We have three papers that can be served anytime, and we have Louis Tremount." Oh is Mr. Tremount one of the bail bond community's lost souls?" I asked it mocking Ed just a little. To me and Lucas, they were mooches plain and simple. To Ed they were just wayward children who needed help finding their way home. Obviously he never had one of the wayward children try to hit him with a baseball bat." Oh Mr. Tremount has a bounty on his head of $2k. His mother would rather we pick him up than the. “I hope so. The police in five states have been looking for you.”One of the policemen took the handcuffs off and I took a deep breath.“Thanks, man.”I rubbed my wrists and turned to the detective. “All I did was take her with me when she asked. She's got problems at home. I didn't fucking kidnap her.”I was angry and just wanted to be on my way. I thought about Carla's problems at home, but at the moment I didn't care and suddenly wasn't sure whether I wanted Carla to come with me or not. Her.