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fact, was the primary legal advisor on the AIP, Advocacy Issues Panel, at Teson Hall Law School as well as being chair person of several major institutions dealing with advocacy issues. Suddenly her expertise seemed more important than her stature as a department head. Adam Dryfus had practiced law longer than Bela, but in his case it was in the so- called front lines as a pit bull attorney for a firm that catered to corporate structures and enterprise. A thought crossed Macaluso's mind, or maybe it was his beast, that Dryfus could very well have been a target of Bela at one time. In any event, pit bull Dryfus choked on the hand that was feeding him as the other hand was goosing him simultaneously. Embezzlement of the firm's funds by a founding partner was discovered. That was lethal to the firm and to his career, as clients vaporized in the melee which followed. Teson Hall was, at first, a cushion, but became, apparently an unexpected full time new direction for the personally hurt Mister Dryfus, or so he claimed. The doctor wondered about those who get driven from Eden trying to create their own Edens? But Macaluso's only immediate question was, "How much time do we have?" wondering how long he had to feign interest. Of course, it sounded just the reverse. "All you can stand. We can send out for supper and for breakfast in the morning, if you like," Bela smiled. Shannon was ecstatic. Some poetry, she thought to herself, better appreciating her husband's agile networking skills. John had joked that you never could tell when you might need a terrorist poet. Shannon was doing not so subtle whispered told-you-so's in savoring that often repeated line in Mac's ear as the two professors were unloading papers and folders from their bulging leather bags. She also needled him about the