"I'm just saying that this little amendment to the law could get out of hand really fast."
"It could, it probably will, but for us, right now, it's useful."
"Are you saying we deputize some of the bodyguards from St. Louis?"
"It's a thought," he said.
I opened my mouth, closed it, thought about it, then said, "Damn, great for us right now, but . . ."
"Take that it helps us right now, Anita. We'll worry about legal rampaging mobs later."
I nodded. "Deal."
"Get her to sign the warrant over to you and I'll call Olaf and Bernardo in, and you pick bodyguards from home."
"You know most of them now; you want to help pick?"
"I trust your judgment," he said.
"High praise coming from you."
"Deserved," he said.
I tried not to look too pleased, and probably failed. "Thanks, Edward."
"Don't mention it, but first you need her to sign the warrant over to you. Get the warrant, and then I have a plan."
He wouldn't tell me the plan, but since he'd actually admitted his "real" name to me, I could let him keep his secret plan—for now.