Robinson, see what he wanted to do. Even with trying to find out who killed Helen I couldn’t lose sight of the fact that I was supposed to be taking care of Eddie. I had Lily bring me a phone and called his room. ‘Hey, Eddie G.,’ he said, happily. ‘I was just thinking about you and Jerry.’ ‘Eddie,’ I asked, ‘what did you have in mind for later tonight?’ ‘I was just going to call you,’ he said. ‘Frank wants to have dinner. Do you want to join us? You and Big Jerry?’ ‘Actually, this works out good,’ I said. ‘We’ve got something to do tonight, so I think you should have a good dinner with Frank and catch up.’ ‘Well, all right,’ Eddie said. ‘Will I see you fellas tomorrow?’ ‘Definitely,’ I said. ‘We’ll call on you in the morning for breakfast.’ ‘Swell.’ ‘By the way, what’s happening with you and the studio lady?’ ‘Oh, I gave in and agreed to have lunch with her today,’ he said. ‘She’s a nice kid. I really don’t want to give her a hard time.’ ‘That’s good,’ I said.
