Chapter 3Ben was certain he couldn’t have heard his brother right. The word huh formed on his lips, but he held it back in favor of staring at his brother, who at that moment seemed more like a stranger to him.
“Hear me out here,” Phillip said. “In the costume, no one will even guess it’s you instead of me. All you have to do is show up for two or three hours and keep the conversations to a minimum. You impersonate Elvis every day, Ben, I am sure you can handle impersonating me for an evening.”
He worked his jaw and finally managed to say, “You’re nuts.”
His brother cut off a large bite of steak, popped it in his mouth and consumed it before continuing. He waved his fork in Ben’s direction. “I’ll pay you.”
“You’ll—”
“Pay you. Yes. How about a thousand? A thousand bucks for a couple ho
