Mrs. Height smiled. She got stuff.
"This is the phone number of a policeman who will make any small scale legal problem disappear," she said. "This is the name of the best interior decorator in Brisbane, and he owes me a favour. Here are cards for a rabbi, a priest and a therapist who know how to keep their mouths shut. Here's a coupon for seventy five percent off any automobile purchase totalling fifteen thousand dollars or more. Here is a folder with photographs of your business partner stealing from a collection plate. Here is the name of a reliable babysitter. Here is a bureaucrat who will do you a fake drivers license."
Mrs. Height sat back a bit. "More besides. Anything you need to live a quiet, comfortable, and normal life - that's what I've got."