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Eli phoned Vince. “It might be a good idea for me to skip a few classes,” the lawyer said. “At least until this case is over.”
“You wimping out?”
“Just trying to be safe.”
“Let me clue you to something, my man. I’m employed by the sheriff’s department. I’m an officer of the law. I got a badge and a gun. Actually, several guns. I fear for my life every day. Now, if I get especially scared, I can’t go to my supervisor and ask for a desk job until it all blows over. That’s what they do when they think you’ve done something wrong and they need time to figure out whether you get to keep your job.”
“So you want me to come down there? They firebombed my car, you know.”
“That’s right. My Chicanos all drive Chevys. No doubt they had something against your stinking Ford. Whether you give a
