Chapter 13If you want to enjoy your breakfast without getting a bad case of indigestion, don't read the morning newspaper. I learned that lesson the hard way. Normally, I read only the sports page after a quick glance at the front page. Oh yeah, I also scam the obituaries to see if I lost any friends or, with luck, enemies. I didn't figure to see any names in the list of “gave-up-the-ghost” out here since I had been in town for only a short while. But for some reason I lingered over the morning rag and read a couple of more pages. It was then I concluded that another name might soon appear in the obituaries: mine.
The city's outspoken, reform-minded owner of Clinton's Brookdale Cafeteria, young Clifford Clinton, announced that police corruption and the violent intimidation of possible wit
