It's someone else." Every now and then, Theo raised a legal issue that made Jack realize why his prison mates had called him "Chief Brief." Jack said, "It's a gray area." Theo checked out Jack's hair at the temples, searching for a pun, and for a brief instant another "forty" joke seemed imminent. He let it go. "Meanwhile, Sofia is where?" said Theo. "Hotel San Pietro." "You want me to talk to her?" "How could that possibly help?" "You got me off death row. She might trust you better if she meets someone who trusted you and won the lottery." The server put the burgers in front of them. Jack poured ketchup on his plate as he considered Theo's remark. "That's not a terrible idea," said Jack. Theo grabbed a handful of Jack's fries. It never seemed to matter to Theo that he had his own plate of food. Jack didn't even bitch about it anymore. "Here's the thing," said Theo. "You could force her to go to the police or to go see Andie. But you know what would happen." "She wouldn't talk," said Jack.
