Chapter Fifteen
Overnight Developments
A lifelong bachelor and insomniac, Jack Giambra rarely went to bed before two a.m. After overcoming dependencies on booze and then pills, he’d given up and become accustomed to functioning on only four or five hours’ sleep. This had given him prematurely pouchy eyes, but that didn’t matter.
The only female company he bothered with was of the paid variety. He’d never loved anyone, and indeed suspected himself incapable of the emotion. The concept of sharing his home and personal space (much less his heart and head) with anyone else was alien to him. So what he looked like was irrelevant. His mind still stayed sharp and ruthless from his morning coffee until it finally relented and let him sleep, generally around three. Thus when the disposable cell
