Law looked dumbstruck, almost angry. He breathed, “Son of a bitch.” And to Tom’s surprise, Law got down on one knee and took his hand. “Tom, you beloved bastard, I love you. I need you...

She sniffled. “Does he know?””Not a clue,” Law said. “There are concrete bricks less dense than my beloved.

Tom leaned in and spoke in a low, confidential voice, “Sir. You have a little something…” He lifted his forefinger surreptitiously to his own upper lip. Harrison brought his hand to his mustache to brush...

Are you going to be nice to me now?””I’m always nice to you.” Sure. Law ground his chin into Tom’s groin, makingTom jump.”Why would I suddenly start being nice to you?” Law said. “You put...