“I’ll do that.” Stone hung up. “Can you get me into the L.A. City Jail?” he asked Dino.

“Sure, just throw a brick through a window, and I’ll get Rivera to throw you in there.”

Stone called Harvey Stein’s number and, after working his way past a couple of secretaries, got him on the line.

“What can I do for you, Mr. Barrington?”

“I’m an attorney with Woodman & Weld in New York,” Stone said.

“Yeah, I know the firm; I’ve heard your name, too.”

“I have a client who is interested in buying James Long’s shares in Centurion Studios.”

“Who’s the client?”

“Arrington Calder.”

“Vance Calder’s widow?”

“That’s right.”

“I heard about Terry Prince’s pending deal.”

“Long’s friend Rick Barron asked me to talk to Mr. Long. Rick thinks Long might prefer to sell to us rather than to Prince.”

“As his attorney, I don’t give a shit who he sells to. Either way, I get paid what Long owes me.”

“Will you arrange for me to see him in jail?”

“Sure, I’ll leave your name there. He’s in Metro Jail, at Parker Center.” Stein gave him the address. “Visiting hours today are two to four.”

“Thanks very much.”

“Tell Jim to call me as soon as he can.”

“I’ll do that.” Stone thanked him and hung up. “Long is at Parker Center,” he said to Dino.

“That’s where Rivera works; I’ll go with you and see if he’s found Prince’s driver.”

“Okay.” Stone’s cell buzzed again. “Hello?”

“Hey, it’s Arrington.”

“Hi, there.”

“I just bought an airplane! Got a great deal, too, Mike says.”

“Well, don’t fly it away; we’ve got some paperwork to take care of first.”

“I’m on the way home; Mike wants to talk to you, though.” She put Freeman on the phone.

“She liked it the minute she saw it,” Mike said. “Great interior; it’s even got a bed—unusual for a G-III.”

“What do I need to get done?”

“You need to get a corporation set up to own the airplane, for liability and tax reasons.”

“I can get that done.”

“I’ll deal with the logbooks, the preflight inspection, and the insurance agent. I’ll send Arrington home in my car, and it can come back for me.”

“Okay, call me when you know when we’ll close.”

“Will do.” Mike hung up.

Stone called Bill Eggers in New York.

“Afternoon, Stone, what’s up?”

“Our client, Arrington, has bought an airplane, a G-III. I need to get the proper corporate setup done right away.”

“We’ve got a tax lawyer here who can do it. He’s going to need some information about the airplane.”

Stone gave him Mike Freeman’s cell number. “Tell him to call Mike; he’s with the broker now. They’ll get him whatever information he needs.”

“Will do. Anything else?”

“Arrington is going to buy some more shares of Centurion, hopefully in the next day or two.”

“Is there enough left of her line of credit?”