'I've never been out of the country,' I said. 'Wait a minute, that's not true, I've been toCanada a couple of times andMexico once, but—'
'You've never been toEurope ?'
'No.'
'Well, for Jesus' sake, get on a plane and come over. Bring herself if you want'— meaning Elaine— 'or come alone, it makes no matter. I talked to Rosenstein and he says I'd best stay out of the country awhile yet. He says he can get it all straightened out but they've got this fucking federal task force and he doesn't want me on American soil until the all clear's sounded. I could be stuck in this fucking pesthole another month or more. What's so funny?'
'I thought you loved the place, and now it's a pesthole.'
'Anywhere's a pesthole when you haven't your friends about you.
Come on over, man. What do you say?'
PETER Khoury got to his brother's house just after Kenan had had still another conversation with the gentler of the kidnappers. The man had seemed rather less gentle this time, especially toward the end of the conversation when Khoury tried to demand some evidence that Francine was alive and well. The conversation went something like this: KHOURY: I want to talk to my wife.
KIDNAPPER: That's impossible. She's at a safe house. I'm at a pay phone.
KHOURY: How do I know she's all right?
KIDNAPPER: Because we've had every reason to take good care of her. Look how much she's worth to us.
KHOURY: Jesus, how do I even know you've got her in the first place?
KIDNAPPER: Are you familiar with her breasts?
KHOURY: Huh?
KIDNAPPER: Would you recognize one of them? That would be the simplest way. I'll cut off one of her tits and leave it on your doorstep, and that will put your mind at rest.
KHOURY: Jesus, don't say that. Don't even say that.
KIDNAPPER: Then let's not talk about proof, shall we? We have to trust each other, Mr. Khoury.
Believe me, trust is everything in this business.
That was the whole thing, Kenan told Peter. He had to trust them, and how could he do that? He didn't even know who they were.
'I tried to think who I could call,' he said. 'You know, people in the business. Someone to stand by me,
back me up. Anybody I can think of, for all I know, they're in on it.
How can I rule anybody out?
Somebody set this up.'
'How did they—'
'I don't know. I don't know anything, all I know is she went shopping and she never came back. She went out, took the car, and five hours later the phone rings.'
'Five hours?'
'I don't know, something like that. Petey, I don't know what I'm doing here, I got no experience in this shit.'
'You do deals all the time, babe.'
'A dope deal's completely different. You structure that so everybody's safe, everybody's covered. This case —'
'People get killed in dope deals all the time.'
'Yeah, but there's generally a reason. Number one, dealing with people you don't know. That's the killer. It looks good and it turns into a rip-off. Number two, or maybe its number one and a half, dealing with people you think you know but you don't really. And the other thing, whatever number you want to give it, people get in trouble because they try to chisel. They try to do the deal without the money, figure they'll make it good afterward. They get in over their heads, they get away with it, and then one time they don't. You know where that comes from nine times out of ten, it's people who get into their own product and their judgment goes down the toilet.'
'Or they do everything right and then six Jamaicans kick the door in and shoot everybody.'
'Well, that happens,' Kenan said. 'It doesn't have to be Jamokes.
What was I reading the other day,
Laotians inSan Francisco . Every week there's some new ethnic group looking to kill you.' He shook his head. 'The thing is, in a righteous dope deal you can walk away from anything that doesn't look right.
You never have to do the deal. If you've got the money, you can spend it somewhere else. If you've got the product, you can sell it to somebody else. You're only in the deal for as long as it works, and you can back yourself up, build in safeguards along the way, and from the jump you know the people and whether or not you can trust them.'
'Whereas here—'
'Whereas here we got nothing. We got our thumb up our ass, that's what we got. I said we'll bring the money and you bring my wife, they said no. They said that's not the way it works. What am I gonna say, keep my wife? Sell her to somebody else, you don't like the way I do business? I can't do that.'
