Michael sat behind his huge desk listening as the councilman droned on and on, expressing his gratitude for Michael's help. "He's just a dumb kid. I don't understand why they wanted to make a federal case out of it," the man said, referring to his seventeen-year-old son who'd been arrested in the wee hours of Sunday morning on suspicion of driving under the influence. Complicating matters was the fact that when they emptied his pockets, the cops found a small amount of cocaine. Councilman Menzel had called Michael right away. He'd helped the politician out of a few scrapes of his own over the years.
It was only 10:15 in the morning but it had already been a long day. Michael had cut short his weekend in the Caymans by a few hours to fly home and help get the kid out of jail. The h
