WHEN PADDY CALLED BACK, Bagger answered after the second ring.
“Yeah?” Bagger said.
“Have you had time to decide that I’m right?” Paddy began politely.
“Do you know how many times I’ve killed you in my mind since we talked?”
“It’s nice to be popular. But I need to hear your answer.”
“How do you want to do this?” Bagger said bluntly.
“We don’t do nothing until I hear from you what I need to hear.”
“Come over to my hotel and I’ll tell you in person. I know she’s in D.C., so you must be too.”
Paddy smiled and said, “What, after you’ve put a bullet in my brain? Don’t think so. Besides, I don’t go into the shitty parts of town, Jerry. You casino dicks always trend to the scum side.”
“Yeah? I make more money in one second than you’ve made in your whole life.”
“Money ain’t everything, Jerry. It can’t buy class. I don’t care if you’re staying at the bloody White House, though I doubt they’d let the likes of you in the door.”
“Well money is everything if you want a view of the White House like I got. That costs a grand a night.”
Paddy smiled and pointed at Annabelle, who gave him a thumbs-up sign.
“You going to give me your word or do I hang up? ’Cause once this line goes dead, I won’t be calling back.”
Bagger swore under his breath and then said very slowly, “If you get me Annabelle, I give you my word that I will never come after you again.”
“And that you and your people will never cause me any harm. And you give me your word.”
“Okay.”
“I need you to say it, Jerry.”
“Why?”
“Because I know once those words come off your tongue I’m really safe.”
“And that me and my people will never cause you any harm. I give you my word.” This last part was so painful for Bagger that he slammed his fist down on the table next to him.
“Thank you.”
“You still haven’t explained how I get her.”
“She’s going to walk right into your arms, Jerry. I’ll see to it.”
Paddy hung up and stared at Annabelle, a smile creeping across his face.
“Grand a night with nice views of the White House. Can’t be many of those.”
“Can’t be,” Annabelle agreed.