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Elmore Leonard - Maximum Bob

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Enter the world of Elmore Leonard. The setting is Palm Beach County, Florida, where someone places a live ten-foot alligator in the backyard of the bigoted, redneck judge Bob Gibbs-known to all as Maximum Bob-and his wife, Leanne, a former Weeki Wachee mermaid. Not long after that, shots are fired into the judges house. It doesnt take much figuring to conclude that someones out to get him and that malefactor isnt going to stop at the second try. Theres a long list of suspects: Dale Crowe, who just got an outrageous sentence for a minor crime; his uncle Elvin, a killer on parole, raring to go again; Dr. Tommy Vasco, the drugged out former medical doctor; his equally bizarre friend, Hector; and Dicky Campau, who makes a living poaching alligators. And there are others. Somehow Kathy Baker, a nifty young probation officer, has got herself in the middle of all this. Shes got to avoid two seducers-the judge and a homicidal maniac-and work with a young police officer who interests her for more than professional reasons. Trying to pick out from his assortment of bad guys, sociopaths, and punks the one whos trying to kill the judge is pure entertainment, as only Elmore Leonard, with his ear for the sound and eye for the sight of lowlife, can provide.

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Elmore Leonard Maximum Bob For the Honorable Marvin 1 Dale Crowe Junior - photo 1

Elmore Leonard

Maximum Bob

For the Honorable Marvin

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Dale Crowe Junior told Kathy Baker, his probation officer, he didnt see where he had done anything wrong. He had gone to the go-go bar to meet a buddy of his, had one beer, thats all, while he was waiting, minding his own business and this go-go whore came up to his table and started giving him a private dance he never asked for.

They move your knees apart to get in close, Dale Crowe said, so they can put it right in your face. This ones name was Earlene. I told her I wasnt interested, she kept right on doing it, so I got up and left. The go-go whore starts yelling I owe her five bucks and this bouncer come running over. I give him a shove was all, go outside and theres a green-and-white parked by the front door waiting. The bouncer, he tries to get tough then, showing off, so I give him one, popped him good thinking the deputies would see hes the one started it. Shit, they cuff me, throw me in the squad car, wont even hear my side of it. Next thing, they punch me up on this little computer they have? The one deputy goes, Oh, well look it here. Hes on probation. Hit a police officer. Well, then theyre just waiting for me to give em a hard time. And you dont think I wasnt set up?

This morning Dale Crowe Junior was back in the Criminal Division of Palm Beach County Circuit Court. In a holding cell crowded with offenders wearing state-blue uniforms that were like hospital scrubs. Blue shapes standing around in the semi-dark. Kathy Baker recognized some of them. Theyd step into the light to say hi through the wall of bars. Mostly black guys in there, theyd ask how she was doing. Kathy would shrug. Same old business, hanging out in bad company. She told Dale Crowe, holding open his case file, he must be in a hurry to do time. Two days out of jail he was back in.

I havent even had a chance to fill out your post-sentence sheet, youre in violation.

Cause I went to a go-go joint? Nobody said I couldnt.

When were you around to tell you anything? You were suppose to report to the Probation Office, Omar Road.

They said I had seventy-two hours. I been going out to the sugar house, seeing how to get my job back. Dale turned his head to one side in the noise of voices and said, Hey, were trying to talk here.

The blue shapes in the dark paid no attention to him. Kathy moved closer to the bars. She could smell Dale now.

The police report says you were drinking.

One beer, thats all. I urine-tested clean.

But youre underage. You broke the law and that violates your probation.

Dale Crowe Junior was twenty, a tall, bony-looking kid in his dark-blue scrubs. Dark hair uncombed, dumb eyes wandering, worried, but trying to look bored. Dale was from a family of offenders in and out of the system. His uncle, Elvin Crowe, had this week completed his prison time on a split sentence and was beginning his probation.

Kathy Diaz Baker was twenty-seven, a slim five-five in her off-white cotton shirtdress cinched with a belt. No makeup this morning, her dark hair permed and cut short in back, easy to manage. She spoke with a slight Hispanic accent, the Diaz part of her, that was comfortable, natural, though she could speak without a trace of it if she wanted. The Baker part of her was from a marriage that lasted fourteen months. She had met all kinds of Dale Crowes in her two years with the Florida Department of Corrections and knew what they could become. His uncle, Elvin Crowe, had recently been added to her caseload.

I can go to jail but I cant have a beer?

Listen, I spoke to your lawyer-

You dont think I stop and have a few after work, driving a cane truck all day? I never get carded either, have to show any proof.

You through? Kathy watched him take the bars in his hands and try to shake them. I had a talk with your lawyer.

Little squirt, right? Hes a public defender.

Listen to me. Hes going to plead you straight up, but try to make it sound like a minor violation. Its okay with the state attorney. Shell leave it up to the judge, as long as you plead guilty.

Hey, shit, I didnt do nothing.

Just listen for a minute, okay? You plead not-guilty and ask for a trial, the judge wont like it. Theyll find you guilty anyway and then hell let you have it for wasting the courts time. You understand? You plead guilty and act like youre sorry, be polite. The judge might give you a break.

Let me off?

Hell ask for recommendations. The state attorney will probably want you to do a little time.

Cause I had a beer?

Maybe ask you to do some work release, out of the Stockade. Try to be cool, okay? Let me finish. Your lawyer will recommend reinstating your probation, say what a hardworking guy you are. He wont mention you got fired unless it comes up, but dont lie, okay? This judge, Kathy said, I might as well tell you, is very weird. You never know for sure what hes going to do. Except if you act smart and he doesnt think youre sorry, kiss your mom and dad good-bye, youre gone.

What one have I got?

Judge Gibbs.

It seemed to please him. Bob Isom Gibbs, I know him, the one they call Big. Election time you see his name on signs, Think Big. Hes famous, isnt he?

He makes himself known.

Hes the one sent my uncle Elvin away.

Dale, hes put more offenders on death row than any judge in the state. That shut him up. What Im trying to tell you is be polite. Okay? With this judge you dont want to piss him off.

Dale was shaking his head, innocent. He said, Man, I dont know, in a sigh, blowing out his breath, and Kathy turned her face away. You gonna tell him how you see this?

When the judge asks for recommendations, yeah, Ill have to say something

Well, thats good. Tell him Ive been drinking since I was fourteen years old and I know how, no problem. Listen, and tell him Im still working out the sugar house. Have a good job and dont want to lose it.

Anything else?

Thats all I can think of.

Just lie for you?

It wouldnt hurt you none, would it? Say Im working? Jesus.

You think Im on your side?

Well, arent you?

Dale, Im not your friend. Im your probation officer.

***

She left the holding cell, the dark shapes, the noise, passed through locked doors to a well-lighted hallway and was back in the world among sport shirts and flowered dresses, people waiting for court sessions.

Whats the matter?

Kathy looked up. It was Marialena Reyes with her fat briefcase, the assistant state attorney who would be prosecuting Dale Crowe in about ten minutes. She was a friend of Kathys, a woman in her forties, unmarried, dedicated to her work, this morning in a brown linen suit that needed to be pressed.

I just talked to him, Kathy said, and shook her head.

What else is new?

Nothing changes. They look at me, Im this girl who comes around with a clipboard checking up. Like a social worker.

Its up to you. Ive quit saying go back to school, get a law degree.

Im in court enough as it is. What will Dale get?

I think a year and a day. Hell only do ninety days, but its state time. Maybe itll scare him good.

Hes just a dumb kid, thinks hes tough.

Sure, thats his problem. Look at the positive side. Its one less youll have in your caseload.

Ill still have seventy-three. I trade Dale for his uncle Elvin. He came in Saturday, this big guy from the swamp in a cowboy hat. He sits down, starts fooling with things on my desk He doesnt think its fair he had to do ten years DOC time and now five years probation-listen to this-for shooting the wrong guy. Not the one he was after. He wants to tell me all about it sometime. His attitude, its like okay, so he killed a man, whats the big deal? I can see Dale Crowe in about twenty years

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