Chapter 13

He decided to look at the five files first and sort them into three piles: easy, not too difficult and difficult to impossible. He took the easy ones first figuring he could bang one of those out by lunch. He got to work.

Jake came to his office for lunch at one. “Are you ready?”

“Yes, Sir,” Davey answered. By one ten they were in a cab on the way to Madison and Sixty-Seventh Street, Barney’s. Jake was true to his word. The tailor measured him while Jake picked out several fabrics. The salesperson brought three shirts and four ties for every suit. Jake also took him to the shoe department where his foot was sized and a pair of cordovan shoes plus a pair of black and brown shoes were slated for delivery by six that evening along with the first suit, the ties and the shirts. Every time he tried to mouth a word of protest, he got what he was coming to call that lookfrom Jake and he immediately stopped talking.

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Indiscreet, Thursday morning in Reed’s office