{"id":5880,"date":"2026-01-04T12:24:02","date_gmt":"2026-01-04T12:24:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/epub-book.com\/download\/rage-kellerman-jonathan\/"},"modified":"2026-01-04T12:24:02","modified_gmt":"2026-01-04T12:24:02","slug":"rage-kellerman-jonathan","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/epub-book.com\/download\/rage-kellerman-jonathan\/","title":{"rendered":"Rage – Kellerman, Jonathan"},"content":{"rendered":"
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O<\/span>n a slow, chilly Saturday in December, shortly after the Lakers overcame a sixteen-point halftime deficit and beat New Jersey, I got a call from a murderer.<\/p>\n

I hadn\u2019t watched basketball since college, had returned to it because I was working at developing my leisure skills. The woman in my life was visiting her grandmother in Connecticut, the woman who used to be in my life was living in Seattle with her new guy\u2014temporarily, she claimed, as if I had a right to care\u2014and my caseload had just abated.<\/p>\n

Three court cases in two months: two child-custody disputes, one relatively benign, the other nightmarish; and an injury consult on a fifteen-year-old girl who\u2019d lost a hand in a car crash. Now all the papers were filed and I was ready for a week or two of nothing.<\/p>\n

I\u2019d downed a couple of beers during the game and was nearly dozing on my living room sofa. The distinctive squawk of the business phone roused me. Generally, I let my service pick up. Why I answered, I still can\u2019t say.<\/p>\n

\u201cDr. Delaware?\u201d<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t recognize his voice. Eight years had passed.<\/p>\n

\u201cSpeaking. Who\u2019s this?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRand.\u201d<\/p>\n

Now I remembered. The same slurred voice deepened to a man\u2019s baritone. By now he\u2019d be a man. Some kind of man.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhere are you calling from, Rand?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m out.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOut of the C.Y.A.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI, uh . . . yeah, I finished.\u201d<\/p>\n

As if it had been a course of study. Maybe it had been. \u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCoupla weeks.\u201d<\/p>\n

What could I say? Congratulations? God help us?<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s on your mind, Rand?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCould I, uh, talk to you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGo ahead.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cUh, not this . . . like talk . . . for real.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIn person.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah.\u201d<\/p>\n

The living room windows were dark. Six forty-five p.m. \u201cWhat do you want to talk about, Rand?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cUh, it would be . . . I\u2019m kinda . . .\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s on your mind, Rand?\u201d<\/p>\n

No answer.<\/p>\n

\u201cIs it something about Kristal?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYe-ah.\u201d His voice broke and bisected the word.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhere are you calling from?\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

\u201cNot far from you.\u201d<\/p>\n

My home office address was unlisted. How do you know where I live?<\/em><\/p>\n

I said, \u201cI\u2019ll come to you, Rand. Where are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cUh, I think . . . Westwood.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWestwood Village?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI think . . . lemme see . . .\u201d I heard a clang as the phone dropped. Phone on a cord, traffic in the background. A pay booth. He was off the line for over a minute.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt says Westwood. There\u2019s this big uh, a mall. With this bridge across.\u201d<\/p>\n

A mall. <\/em>\u201cWestside Pavilion?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI guess.\u201d<\/p>\n

Two miles south of the village. Comfortable distance from my house in the Glen. \u201cWhere in the mall are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cUh, I\u2019m not in there. I kin see it across the street. There\u2019s a . . . I think it says Pizza. Two z\u2019s . . . yeah, pizza.\u201d<\/p>\n

Eight years and he could barely read. So much for rehab.<\/p>\n

It took awhile but I got the approximate location: Westwood Boulevard, just north of Pico, east side of the street, a green and white and red sign shaped like a boot.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll be there in fifteen, twenty minutes, Rand. Anything you want to tell me now?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cUh, I . . . can we meet at the pizza place?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou hungry?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI ate breakfast.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s dinnertime.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI guess.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSee you in twenty.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay . . . thanks.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou sure there\u2019s nothing you want to tell me before you see me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cLike what?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnything at all.\u201d<\/p>\n

More traffic noise. Time stretched.<\/p>\n

\u201cRand?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m not a bad person.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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