CHAPTER 5
I FINALLY ARRIVEDback at my apartment that night around five.
Bennett situation normal, I thought as I cracked open a can of Corona Light and took a gulp.
Busier than the control tower at LaGuardia.
Mary Catherine is my kids nanny, and also my girlfriend.
Im a widower, so it isnt as sleazy as it sounds.
Or maybe it is; Im not an expert on these things.
At least thats what I tell myself whenever my Catholic guilt taps me on the shoulder.
My daughter Shawna rushed at me with a large tan envelope as I walked into the living room.
It was from the Schenectady Chamber of Commerce.
There were half a dozen pamphlets inside, as well as theDaily Gazettenewspaper.
Mary Catherine said after dinner I can cut out some of the pictures for the poster board.
Hey, thats awesome, Shawna.
No, its not, Dad, said Trent, coming in behind her with his arms crossed.
Mines filled with just stupid printouts off the internet.
With ten adopted kids, drama on the home front is to be expected.
Competitively, of course.
Whether we wanted to or not.
No one was in a more rabid New York state of mind than the Bennetts.
Hey, look, guys.
Look there, Eddie said, pointing quickly at some news footage of a car on fire.
This is just in.
Schenectady and Rome, New York, just both suddenly exploded.
Theyre both gone, and now your projects are gonna really totally stink.
Shawna and Trent yelled in unison.
Its Mike, I said to Fabretti.
Mike, just tell me some good news on this jumper, he said.
My boss keeps calling me every five minutes.
What do you mean, under the name of?
Turns out, this ID, a Delaware drivers license, is a fake.
His license is a good fake, though.
Oh, here we go.
An actual suicide whodunit?
About ten minutes after that, he goes to the restroom and blows chunks.
