Chapters (73)
- Praise
- Praise
- Praise
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Acknowledgements
- Teaser chapter
“And the deal includes Manning? Why?”
“I didn’t want to admit to them that Allison was still alive, so I wrote the agreement without reference to names. Now they can’t prosecute anybody.”
“That’s pretty slick, Stone.”
“I’m a pretty slick lawyer,” Stone replied.
“Yeah, sometimes,” Dino admitted.
They were back on the yacht, having a drink with Callie, when Stone’s phone buzzed again. “Hello?”
“It’s Frederick James.”
“What did you come up with?”
“I propose that you and I meet, in order for me to establish my credentials.”
“Okay, where?”
“Where are you?”
“Where are you?”
“I’m in New York, but I have to go to Miami on business later in the week. Is there someplace between New York and Miami we can meet? Preferably in an airport?”
“I’m on the west coast of Florida,” Stone said. “How about Palm Beach International? It’s a couple of hours’ drive for me.”
“Agreed. Now, what do you need from me?”
“In what state are you licensed to practice?”
“New York.”
“Okay. Bring a copy of your New York law license, your New York driver’s license and your United States passport. Also, I’ll need a photograph of you with Paul Manning, taken no earlier than today and no later than tomorrow, and I want a copy of the day’s New York Times prominently displayed in the photograph.”
“I can do all that, I think, although Paul doesn’t like to be photographed.”
“I can imagine. Then I’ll need a copy of Manning’s U.S. passport, with his current identity recorded therein, and I want that clearly visible in the photograph, too.”
“Whoa, whoa, he’s not going to go for that.”
“I’m giving him nothing unless I’m convinced he’s who he says he is, and in order to do that, I’ll need to know who he says he is. He’s going to have to prove it to me.”
“You’re throwing in a whole lot of stuff, here,” James said.
“If you’re a lawyer, you’ll know very well that I have to protect my client, just as you have to protect yours. That’s all we’re talking about.”
“I’ll get back to you,” James said and hung up.
“Any progress?” Liz asked.
“By inches,” Stone said. “Manning is being very cautious.”
“He’s got a lot to be cautious about,” Liz replied.
An hour later, Stone’s phone vibrated again. “All right,” James said. “The day after tomorrow at one P.M., at Signature Aviation, Palm Beach International.”
“Fine,” Stone said. “I’ll see you then, but if my concerns are not met, there’ll be no discussion of terms.”
“I understand,” James said.
Stone hung up. “We’re on.”
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