Rule number one, you want your subject alone. Frank let me into his well-cared-for two-bedroom apartment, which smelled faintly medicinal, and said: “This is my lawyer, Charlie Brandt. This is my other lawyer, Jimmy Lynch, ‘The Catholic.’ ” Jimmy Lynch, The Catholic, reached out his hand and said: “Hiya Cholly, howya doin’.” I felt a return of hope hearing his nickname. Catholics make a sacrament out of confession.
