Kisser (2010)

in here.”
    “It’s the bourbon,” Dino said, “and all this talk about sex.”
    “I used to enjoy sex,” Stone said disconsolately.
    “Don’t you still?”
    “There are too many demands being made on me.”
    “Most guys would be very happy to have those demands made on them.”
    “Maybe I’ll just go up to the Maine house for a while,” Stone said. “Nobody would think of looking for me there this time of year.”
    “That’s because you’d freeze your ass off this time of year,” Dino pointed out. “You wouldn’t enjoy it; you don’t like extremes of temperature.”
    “It seems a small price to pay for a little peace.”
    Eggers came through the front door and headed for their table.
    Stone looked up. “Oh, shit.”
    Eggers hung up his coat and sat down. “Evening, gentlemen.”
    “Evening,” Dino said.
    Stone just stared into his drink.
    “What’s wrong with him?” Eggers asked Dino.
    “He feels put upon,” Dino replied.
    “Put upon?”
    “That’s it, put upon.”
    “I suppose I’m the putter-upon?”
    “One of several, I believe,” Dino said.
    Stone took a gulp of his Knob Creek.
    “Has he been drinking like that all evening?” Eggers asked.
    “No,” Dino replied, “just for the last half hour, but the night is young.”
    “You didn’t return my phone call, Stone,” Eggers said.
    “What phone call?”
    “Don’t you ever get your messages? I sent you an e-mail, too.”
    “I forgot to look at my e-mail.”
    “What’s wrong with you, boy?”
    “Too much sex from too many women,” Dino offered.
    “Good God!” Eggers said. “You haven’t been fucking our client’s daughter, have you?”
    “No!” Stone said. “I haven’t laid a hand on her.”
    “She’s the exception to the rule,” Dino said.
    “Because I don’t know how I would explain that to Philip Parsons,” Eggers said.
    “Since it’s not happening, you won’t have to explain it,” Stone said, looking up from his glass.
    “Well, it’s a relief to hear that you make an exception now and then. Or is Hildy the first?”
    “Hildy is not the first,” Stone said emphatically. “I have a normal sex life. Normally.”
    Dino burst out laughing, and so did Eggers.
    “Are you people here just to torment me?” Stone asked. “Can’t you see I’m in pain?”
    “Oh?” Eggers said. “Where does it hurt?”
    Dino started laughing again.
    “I withdraw the question,” Eggers said. “Can we have some menus?” he said to a passing waiter. “You’ll feel better, Stone, when you get some food into your stomach to keep the bourbon company.”
    “I’m not hungry,” Stone said.
    “We’re going to have to force-feed him,” Dino said, trying not to laugh.
    “Well,” Eggers said, “I didn’t come here to put any pressure on you.”
    “Thank you, Bill,” Stone said gratefully.
    “Now what the hell is going on with Philip’s daughter and that so-called artist?”
    “Gee, thanks for not putting any pressure on me,” Stone said.
    “Come on, give me the lowdown.”
    “An undercover cop has made a buy from Sharpe, and it’s on tape,” Stone said.
    “So he’s in jail?”
    “No, not yet.”
    “Why the hell not?”
    “They want him to do it again, so it’ll be a bigger bust. If he does it twice, maybe he’ll get a longer stretch.”
    “How much did he sell the cop?”
    “Half a kilo of coke and a pound of grass.”
    “Shit, that’ll get him at least ten years, no parole.”
    “The legislature repealed the Rockefeller laws, haven’t you heard?”
    “Now that you mention it,” Eggers said. “What would he get now?”
    “Who knows? There’s a lot of money at stake; somebody might get to a judge.”
    “Well, they haven’t repealed greedy judges,” Eggers said. “When is this business going to get wrapped up, so I can return Hildy Parsons to her father intact?”
    “Who knows?” Stone said. “But I wouldn’t count on her being intact.”
    The waiter came, and they ordered. Stone ordered another bourbon. “Did I mention that Dolce is stalking me?” he asked Dino.
    “What?”
    “Don’t make me repeat myself.”
    “Wait a minute,” Eggers said, “you’re fucking Eduardo Bianci’s crazy daughter?”
    “No, but she wants me to. She sent me two dozen roses, and she’s hanging around outside my house.”
    “I thought she was locked in a rubber room in Eduardo’s house,” Dino said.
    “Not anymore. She goes out shopping with a minder.”
    “Now this is