Chapter 14
Jacksonville, FL
AT OUR FLOOR, WE went our separate ways. Back at my desk, I called Mike and told him about the hearing.
“That’s good news,” he said, “but I’ve got even better news.”
“What?”
“Take that little card out of your wallet and call the number, babe. Our test results are back.”
“And?”
“I’m clean, and there’s no doubt in my mind that you are too.”
“Hang up and I’ll do it.”
He did so, and I took the card from my billfold. I called the number, and a mechanical voice told me to punch in the code that was written on the card. I punched the numbers as requested, and there was a pause. A live voice said, “George Martin?”
“That’s me.”
“Your tests were negative for all STDs.”
“Thank you.”
The line went dead.
I called Mike and said, “No condoms tonight, babe.”
“I’l
