CHAPTER 22
Duke and I exchanged a look.
"Why is he a bad man, Katie?" I asked. "What did he do?"
Katie, visibly upset, shook her head. "I don't like him!" she repeated and then ripped the picture out and tore it to pieces.
"I have an idea, Katie," I said, trying to calm her down and change the subject. "Would you draw me a picture for my office? We could hang it right here. What do you think?"
She nodded, so I gathered up all the highlighters and colored pens I could find and handed them to her along with some paper. After she was settled at my desk, I motioned for Duke to follow me into the hallway.
"What the hell was that?" Duke asked.
"I wish I knew--she was freaking me out. Do you know who that guy is in the picture? That's Marvin Glasser."
"The dude that owns a nightclub in So
