The articles ran a couple years later. By then, Melvin and I had danced through a series of maneuvers on what quotes I could use and what I couldn't, what was embargoed until his appeals were done and what was allowable in print, what he was willing to say about this politician or that federal investigation. It was exhausting, and his mind — keen, calculating, entirely wary of so-called Europeans like myself — left me more weary with each encounter. I was, for the most part, glad when fewer and fewer collect calls came to me from Lewisburg in the years that followed.