“No, we’re really not. I paint, and you do things in which poor Einstein doesn’t
get included. And if you do go back to real estate eventually, there’ll be a lot
of time when Einstein’s without anyone.”
“He has his books. He loves books.”
“Maybe books aren’t enough,” she said.
They were silent for so long that she thought Travis had fallen asleep. Then he
said, “If Einstein mated and produced puppies, what would they be like?”
“You mean—would they be as smart as he is?”
“I wonder . . . Seems to me there’s three possibilities. First, his intelligence
isn’t inheritable, so his puppies would just be ordinary puppies. Second, it is
inheritable, but the genes of his mate would dilute the intelligence, so the
puppies would be smart but not as smart as their father; and each succeeding
generation would get dimmer, duller, until eventually his
great-great-greatgrandpups would just be ordinary dogs.”
“What’s the third possibility?”
“Intelligence, being a survival trait, might be genetically dominant, very
dominant.”
“In which case his puppies would be as smart as he is.”
“And their puppies after them, on and on, until in time you’d have a colony of
intelligent golden retrievers, thousands of them all over the world.”
They were silent again.
Finally she said, “Wow.”
Travis said, “He’s right.”
“What?”
“It is something worth thinking about.”
4
Vince Nasco had never anticipated, back in November, that he would need a full
month to get a whack at Ramon Velazquez, the guy in Oakland who was a thorn in
the side of Don Mario Tetragna. Until he wasted Velazquez, Vince would not be
given the names of people in San Francisco who dealt in false ID and who might
help him track down Travis Cornell, the woman, and the dog. So he had an urgent
need to reduce Velazquez to a hunk of putrefying meat.
But Velazquez was a goddamn shadow. The man did not make a step without two
bodyguards at his side, which should have made him more rather than less
conspicuous. However, he conducted his gambling and drug enterprises—infringing
on the Tetragna franchise in Oakland—with all the stealth of Howard Hughes. He
slipped and slithered on his errands, using a fleet of different cars, never
taking the same route two days in a row, never meeting in the same place, using
the street as an office, never staying anywhere long enough to be made, marked,
and wiped out. He was a hopeless paranoid who believed everyone was out to get
him. Vince couldn’t keep the man in sight long enough to match him with the
photograph that the Tetragnas had supplied. Ramon Velazquez was smoke.
Vince didn’t get him until Christmas Day, and it was a hell of a mess when it
went down. Ramon was at home with a lot of relatives. Vince came at the
Velazquez property from the house behind it, over the high brick wall between
one big lot and the other. Coming down on the other side, he saw Velazquez and
some people at a barbecue on the patio near the pool, where they were roasting
an enormous turkey—did people barbecue turkeys anywhere but in
California?—and they all spotted him immediately though he was half an acre
away. He saw the bodyguards reaching for weapons in their shoulder holsters, so
he had no choice but to fire indiscriminately with his Uzi, spraying the entire
patio area, taking out Velazquez, both bodyguards, a middle-aged woman who must
have been somebody’s wife, and an old dame who had to be somebody’s grandmother.
Ssssnap.
Ssssnap.
Ssssnap.
Ssssnap.
Ssssnap.
Everyone else, inside and outside of the house, was screaming and diving for
cover. Vince had to climb the wall back into the yard of the house next
door—where nobody was home, thank God—and as he was hauling his ass over the
top, a bunch of Latino types at the Velazquez place opened fire on him. He
barely got away with his hide intact.
The day after Christmas, when he showed up at a San Francisco restaurant owned
by Don Tetragna, to meet with Frank Dicenziano, a trusted Family capo who
answered only to the don himself, Vince was worried. The fratellanza had a code
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