Mrs. Wladek was going to look for work, and that would adjust her to the world. She would be a functioning member of society now, and it would do her a lot of good. Rudi, too—Gloria considered Rudi. There was another doll in the drawer, a male, and after a few seconds she put her hand in the drawer and fished around until she had found it.
She turned it slowly, feeling for the son, until at last she had made contact.
There.
He was talking with some friends; it would not be hard. She concentrated, and at the same time she heard him talking:
"So look, here's the way I see it. We got the Cobras on our necks, we got to get rid of them, right?"
Someone said: "Right, Rudi."
"So if we start a little rumble, very quiet so the cops don't figure what's going on, then we—"
A silence.
