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"So there’s nothing to worry about"
The look he gives"I wish that was hoorked Ask if she can call you We shouldn’t be texting this shit"
Bridget says, There’s a cop watching me Didn’t want me 2 answer phone
A pause
She tried 2 take it, but I asked if I was arrested, she said no, so I kept it But text is better
"Surprised she thought of that," West says
"She watches a lot of crime TV"
After a few seconds, another text They’re in Krish’s rooht with me
I don’t think I could stand it if he left
They found so hell," he says "That little wanker I told him I told him"
"Told him what?"
"Not to keep weed in the apartment Ever Under any circumstances But he’s a lazy little fuck, and he doesn’t think God da with his thu to call her I’ her to listen to what I say when she picks up She doesn’t have to talk"
He et’s okay, because after a second he taps a few tie, listen, I need you to do so for me I need you to just do it, if you want to help Krish, and I know you do In a fewto be too late, so this is the deal I need you to barge in that bedroo and tell the police the weed belongs tonoble trying to take the bla to pin it on hio to the station for questioning, but just keep acting like you don’t know shit--which you don’t--and keep saying that weed belongs to me You’ll be fine, and so will Krish They don’t want hiives you a hard time about it, you find a way to tell hilances at"And after it’s all done and you get released, I want you to find Caroline and take care of her for ht now, but you pro knock at the bakery doorhis na Leave-it rather than lev-it
For no reason at all, that’s the thing that e," West says, and disconnects the call
He taps open the address book on"Mr Leavitt!"
Bo, he types And then a phone nu to open that door," he says "I’ to find, and they’ll get a warrant and be back to to search, and we’re going to ht take the to decide to take me to the station You stay here and finish the shift I don’t want Bob to get screwed over any worse than he has to Then just lay low, Caro They couldn’t have found more than half an ounce in Krishna’s roo"
"Why are you doing this?"
"In the , you call Bo and tell him what happened He’ll take care of whatever needs taken care of Tell hiot one more favor in hiet this all sorted out"
"West--"
Bang bang bang "Mr Leavitt!"
They have his na
I can’t stand it I can’t
"I need you to do what I said," West says "I need it Okay?"
"Okay"
When he kisses ht aroundis dead already, I want to scream I ball up his shirt into It’s not the right ti It’s only what happens when I open my mouth, when I try to say what has to be said, now, before it’s too late
His eyes are so full of caring and regret Such a beautiful color, such a beautiful face I tell hiain "I love you"
He kisses me one more time, but all he says is "I’m sorry"
Then he opens the door
I have to throw out the French The yeast proofed before West finished the e But the rest of the bread is okay, and I carry on with the work, checking the clipboard, one
West got arrested
West is lost, and I’m here, surrounded by a hundred jobs, objects, scents, tastes, that remind me of him
I cry A lot
I stay, and I do the work
At five-thirty, Bob comes in He’s bewildered to meet me
"West told me about you," he says after he works out who I aot arrested"
I don’t know-- to find out, and I figure West would rather he find out from me
The conversation takes thirty minutes It’s unpleasant I wish, after it’s over, that I’d handled it better By the tih I’ve done a bad job of defending West
Maybe when I go to law school, I’ll learn the right way to defend the man you love when he’s turned his that weren’t his but h, it’s possible there is no right way
When I leave the bakery, I call Bo, who is monosyllabic and a little bit scary I think I woke hio I could walk to the police station, but ould I do there? West said to stay away I want to do what I said I would, but I can’t stand this I don’t knohat it looks like where he is I’ve seen a lot of cop shows, just like Bridget I’ve read detective stories All I can iated by the blond cop West being urged to na the wrong thing Getting himself in deeper trouble
But then I think of Frankie, and I know I’ve got it wrong There’s only so far he would go for Krishna, only so ive up