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After a while I ask, "How did you find , Palakon says, "Your brother told me where to find you"

"I don’t have a brother,I trust you already"

I’ Palakon’s nails-pink and smooth and clean A busboy rolls

a barrel of avocados into the kitchen Loops of the fall shows repeat themselves endlessly

"Hey," I say "I still need a DJ"

"I can arrange that"

"How?"

"Actually I already have" He pulls out a cell phone and hands it to me I

just stare at it "Why don’t you call your associates at the club?"

"Uh why?"

"Just do it, Mr Ward Please," Palakon says "You don’t have much time"

I flip the cell phone open, punch in my number at the club JD answers

"It’s me," I say, scared for some reason

"Victor," JD says breathlessly "Where are you?"

"Fashion Cafe"

"Get out of there"

"Why?"

"We’ve got Junior Vasquez tonight," he squeals

"How?" I’ht into Palakon’s face "How did that happen?"

"Junior’s er called Da up the phone and place it slowly, deliberately, on the table I study Palakon’s face very carefully, thinking a lot of things through, and then I ask hi me into Flatliners II?"

"We can talk about that later, Mr Johnson"