CONNECTIONS
He’s reading a novel when his home phone rings. No-one rings on that line anymore. His ad gives his mobile number. He picks up and says, “Hello.”
“Tommy?”
“Yeah.”
“It’s James. James Johnson.”
He thinks about hanging up but curiosity gets the better of him and he says, “What can I do…?”
“I’m a bit pressed for time. I need to talk to you. Hire you. You’re still doing investigating, right?”
“Hang on there a minute, James. I need to know…”
“I’m in Barwon Prison.”
“And you want me to visit you and take on your case. Prove you innocent of something.”
“No, no… I get out in three weeks but… just come, would you, please.”
“Please? I haven’t seen you for eight years and last time I saw you, you were putting s**t on me about…”
“I’ll pay you double your normal fee.”
“Let me th
