Levon leaned forward, interdicting her line of sight. “You keep company with Bobby Earl, Mr. Nightingale?” “Call me Jimmy. I know Earl, but I wouldn’t call him a close friend.” “A friend nonetheless?” Levon said. “Judge not, lest you be judged,” Jimmy said. “What’s to judge? His record is demonstrable, isn’t it?” Levon said. “If he had his way, the bunch of us would be soap.” “I think he’s paid for his sins,” Jimmy said. “His time in prison?” Levon said. “Considering the ethnic makeup of the population, I suspect he found himself in the middle of a nightmare,” Jimmy said. “I don’t think that’s
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