“So Farrow stepped in,” Jack nods, knowing the history. Of course he does. I don’t know why I forgot that he hears and sees a lot. Plus, the famous ones talk to him. “Yeah, that’s how Farrow is. Everyone wants to be his friend because he looks like a cool motherfucker. He’d do anything for his friends, even if you haven’t talked to him in years. If you need him, he’d drop everything and help.”
