Don thought about it for a moment. "I can't, but I know people who can. Let me see what I can do about it."
"As soon as possible, please." Daniel wore the same expression I'd seen when he was handing down Robbins' sentence. "Are you two up to this? Because if you're not, I need to know now."
I'd never aspired to greatness. Sure, I've dreamed of writing a best-selling novel and going on the talk show circuit, but that's the kind of dream one has without really expecting it to come to fruition, kind of like winning the lottery. My real aspirations are much smaller—to become a full-time reporter for a major paper, make enough money to move out of my parents' house, perhaps get married someday. This conversation and its ramifications have never occurred to me.
Inside I quaked at the sheer s
