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Chapters (57)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Acknowledgements
  5. 1 - ANACONDA FURY
  6. 2 - WILD PARENT
  7. 3 - NO GOOD DEED REMAINS UNPUNISHED
  8. 4 - HELLUVA CLIENT
  9. IN THE DETECTIVE’S ABSENCE I
  10. 5 - IT’S A BIRD . . . IT’S A PLANE ... NO! IT’S SUPERCOUSIN!
  11. 6 - FIT FOR YOUR HOOF
  12. 7 - BAD BOY LAMONT??
  13. 8 - A VERY LATE-NIGHT CALL
  14. 9 - UNCOVERING HISTORY
  15. IN THE DETECTIVE’S ABSENCE II
  16. 10 - THE ROAR OF THE HOOF
  17. 11 - NOTHING LIKE ECHÉZEAU FOR RELAXING
  18. 12 - MEETING THE HAMMER IN THE TANK
  19. 13 - A WILD NIGHT AT THE END OF A PIER
  20. 14 - DREAMS OF OLDEN TIMES
  21. 15 - OLD TRIAL . . . OR SOMETHING LIKE IT
  22. 16 - ALITO OFF GUARD
  23. 17 - THE FRIENDLY MAN FROM MOUNTAIN HAWK
  24. 18 - DUBIOUS JUDGE, FRIGHTENED WOMAN
  25. 19 - EXUBERANT COUSIN
  26. 20 - TRUNK SHOW
  27. 21 - EVER-MORE-INQUISITIVE COUSIN
  28. 22 - A SCARY SIDEWALK
  29. 23 - VISIT A CLIENT . . . AND TALK
  30. 24 - FIRE IN THE NUNNERY
  31. 25 - ALPHABET VISITORS FBI, OEM, HS, CPD
  32. 26 - AND NOW MURRAY
  33. 27 - IN THE FIRED HOUSE
  34. 28 - AND FIRE IN THE OLD HOMESTEAD
  35. 29 - ALL THOSE FRIENDLY GOVERNMENT AGENTS
  36. 30 - LINE SPINNERS
  37. 31 - HOME IN TATTERS
  38. 32 - VANISHING COUSIN
  39. 33 - LOSING A FOLLOWER
  40. 34 - THE BOYS IN THE BACK ROOM
  41. 35 - IN THE HALL OF THE TITANS
  42. 36 - WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON?
  43. 37 - A BASS RIDE . . . OR WAS IT VILE?
  44. 38 - CONFESSION IN MYSPACE
  45. 39 - A DIFFERENT CAR, A NEW CRIB
  46. 40 - THE SHOEMAKER’S TALE
  47. 41 - ROUSTING AN UNCLE
  48. 42 - ROUGHING UP THE UNCLE
  49. 43 - DEATH OF NOT SUCH A GOOD GUY
  50. 44 - ESCAPE IN CONTAMINATED LAUNDRY
  51. 45 - THE GOOD BOOK . . . AND THE BAD BALL
  52. 46 - DISCOVERY
  53. 47 - A RIVER RUNS THROUGH IT
  54. 48 - UP AGAINST THE WALL . . . ALL OF YOU!
  55. 49 - GUILT ALL AROUND
  56. 50 - THE RATS ATTACK . . . EACH OTHER
  57. 51 - GABRIELLA’S VOICE RETURNED

I tried Petra on her cellphone. She was at the campaign office, and we were interrupted several times by people who came by to see her. Each time, she announced that she was on the phone with “my cousin, you know, the one who got burned in that fire last week? So I’ll get back to you right away, but she needs my help.”

When I finally got her full attention, she was enthusiastic and bubbled over with questions. I gave her the URLs of a couple of websites I subscribe to, and told her I’d e-mail her the passwords so she didn’t have to try to write them down in midconversation.

“If the subcontractors haven’t made it into the database, you’ll have to go to the State of Illinois Building to check their incorporation filings.”

“But what if they incorporated in some other state? Don’t they usually do it in Delaware?”

“If they’re big enough to incorporate in Delaware, you should find them online, but good catch. If you find them, please, little cousin, do not go tracking them down by yourself. Contractors have short fuses and big hammers.”

“Oh, Vic, so do meatpackers. I grew up around them. I know how to talk to people without getting their undies in a bundle. Anyway, I can outrun a guy who’s weighed down by a big hammer. You’ll see.”

I would see. I frowned at the phone, wishing I understood what was really on Petra’s mind, and hoping I hadn’t started her on a quest where she’d get in over her head.

Lotty took the afternoon off to drive me around, first to the hospital, where her presence let me jump to the front of the line.

From the hospital, we drove to the bank. Until I got all my plastic replaced, I didn’t have a way of getting cash, so I brought my passport and cashed a check for a thousand dollars, hoping that would see me through until a new ATM card arrived.

Our last stop was my hairdresser’s, so I could get my weird clumps of hair shorn to a uniform length. Something between baldness and a Marine buzz cut was how it looked at the end, but certainly way more attractive than the Mangy Dog’d do I’d been sporting.