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didn't want his wife and kids to think he was a coward. So he hires a hit man to make his death look like a drive-by shooting. Worked like a charm. You should have read the obituary, he said with a chuckle. All about how much poor, departed John loved life.
    Is that what Sally was concerned about? What other people would think?
    I don't know.
    Did you shoot her?
    He looked away, laughing.
    Jack stuck with it and asked again, Did you shoot her?
    Tatum's smile faded. No.
    Why not?
    Because I told you: I don't do that anymore.
    Did you tell her that?
    Told her lots of things. Mostly I told her she was being stupid. She's a knockout, obviously loaded with money. I says, this is crazy. Get help, lady. This ain't like changing your hair color or even gettin' your tits done. You can't go back. Know what I mean?
    Is that how you left it, then? She asked you to shoot her, you said no?
    That was it.
    Did she ask for the names of any of your friends who might do the job?
    No. But I don't just give out names like that. He seemed to catch himself, then added, Because I don't have friends like that anymore.
    Tell me about the letter you got from Sally's lawyer.
    Not much to tell. Just says she would like me to be in her office for an important meeting relating to the death of Sally Fenning.
    Can I see it?
    Sure. Got it right here. He pulled it from his inside jacket pocket, then handed it to Jack, who gave it a quick study.
    Clarence Knight your real name?
    Yeah. Not sure how she got it.
    I take it you didn't give Sally your real name.
    No. Just Tatum, nickname.
    Like Tatum O'Neal, huh?
    Fucking-A, no, not like Tatum O'Neal. What in the hell planet do you white people live on? Jack Tatum, the meanest, baddest football player -
    Yeah, whatever, said Jack. So, somehow Sally got your real name and passed it on to her lawyer.
    Like I said, her bodyguard hooked us up together, so he could have given Sally my real name. Which is more proof that I didn't kill this woman. You think my buddy would give her my name or that I'd give her my actual nickname if I was going to commit murder? I'd be doing aliases, big time.
    In a normal hit, yeah. But maybe you don't have to be so careful about throwing your name around when the person doing the hiring is going to be dead after the hit.
    Tatum flashed a peculiar smile and said, You a pretty sharp guy, Swyteck.
    Vivien Grasso, said Jack, reading the lawyer's name from the letterhead.
    You know her? asked Tatum.
    Indirectly. She was a big supporter of my father when he ran for governor. Probate is her specialty. So I assume this letter has something to do with the administration of Sally's estate.
    What's that got to do with me?
    Did you ask her?
    I was hoping you would. As my attorney.
    Jack laid the letter on the table. I promised Theo I'd meet with you. I didn't say I'd take it any farther than that.
    I can pay you.
    It's not the money.
    Then what, you don't like me?
    This isn't a date. I don't have to like you.
    Or maybe you think you're Perry Mason and only represent innocent people. Well, let me tell you something: If someone's trying to pin this woman's murder on me, I am innocent. So what do you say, Perry? You my lawyer?
    It's not that easy. I'm pretty busy right now.
    This has to be a lot juicier than whatever else you got on your plate.
    You'd be surprised.
    Right. Take a look at this picture, he said as he handed Jack the same newspaper clipping that Theo had shown him.
    Jack took it but said nothing. Tatum said, Here's a gorgeous, twenty-nine-year-old woman. She's just finagled forty-six million dollars from some rich, old fool she was married to for a year and a half. First thing she does is go around looking to hire someone who'll blow her brains out. Don't it make you wonder what's the deal here?
    Jack stared into Sally's eyes, looking for signs of trouble. Her photo stared right back.
    Don't it, Jack?
    It has a certain pull.
    Tell me this much: Would you meet with this probate lawyer, if you