Absolute Unit
Trent says, turning back.
Big Jim sets his cigar in a glass ashtray the size of a hubcap. “You wouldn’t happen to know a Bill Beevor, by any chance?”
“Sure. If we’re thinking of the same guy, he’s my uncle. He’s in the hospital right now, though.”
“Oh? What happened?”
“I can’t really say.” Trent locks gazes with Big Jim, who has gone very still. “Part of it’s a car accident?”
“Interesting. He ever introduce you to a man named Frank? He was an associate of mine.”
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