By Howard Engel
Whilst Rabbi Meltzer and the President of Grantham’s synagogue knock on Benny’s workplace door, they aren’t seeking to promote raffle tickets. Of that a lot, he’s definite. they want his assist in monitoring down a lacking legal professional who has disappeared with the lifestyles discounts of half the Jewish neighborhood. Benny is aware he’ll by no means see a dime out of it, yet what are you able to do? It’s summer season within the city—and it’s going to be a sizzling one.Book five within the Benny Cooperman secret sequence.
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Look, both of you, the Law Society has a fund that tries to pick up after crooked lawyers like Geller. Don’t flatter yourself that Geller’s the first. There are lots of Gellers. There’s a Geller in every ethnic community and Gellers wearing Trinity College blazers too. Geller is universal. ” I was riding my rhetorical bicycle too fast again. “Oh, yeah. In order to get some of their money back, first of all Geller has to be disbarred. That’s a legal process. ” “We’d just as soon …” “Mr. Tepperman, if a thief broke into your store, wouldn’t you phone the cops right away?
I backed out of that plush living-room and found myself lighting a cigarette in my Olds. I’d come to listen, and I’d heard nothing Pete Staziak couldn’t have told me. But I had that feeling about walking over shallow graves. I never liked that feeling. * * * Ten minutes later, the Olds was parked beside my father’s rusting Cadillac in front of my parents’ town house off Ontario Street. A coolish breeze off the lake was playing with the flowers in the flower-beds around the side of the house. Pa was digging in the garden in back.
Pa tried to catch me with a subversive glance; I avoided it. “Tell me, both of you: do you like the Gellers? ” “Well, the old man Geller died such a long time ago, I guess the boys went a little wild. Sid was always a hard man in business. ” Here Pa stopped as though he was thinking over the relevancy of what he had in mind to say next. I tried to encourage him with a look. “One time they were putting asphalt on Hillbrow Avenue and I tried to get Sid to have them run the machine up my driveway.
A City Called July (A Benny Cooperman Mystery) by Howard Engel