A Beach House to Die For by K C Ames

Author:K C Ames [Ames, K C]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 17th Street Books
Published: 2019-09-05T16:00:00+00:00

Seventeen

Dana had heard so much about Gustavo Barca in the few days since she had moved to Mariposa Beach, and much of it was not good. She half expected him to be some ominous-looking fiend.

Instead, he looked…well, normal, she thought.

He was a stout, middle-aged man. Short, at around five-five. He had a round face, skin with a warm, golden-brown tint, and he was bald. Short, stocky, and bald, but by the way he carried himself, he was a seven-foot-tall Adonis. He oozed confidence as he made his way through the restaurant, glad-handing diners and staff like a politician at the state fair.

Dana was like a deer caught in the headlights, and she became mortified when Barca looked at her and his thin lips spread into a big smile. He gave her an acknowledging nod, and he made his way to their table.

“He’s heading our way,” Dana said under her breath. “It’s like staring at Medusa, I couldn’t look away and now here he comes…”

“Miss Kirkpatrick, nice to meet you. I’m Gustavo Barca.”

“Seems like everyone knows who I am,” Dana said without saying hello.

Barca laughed. “It’s a small town, word travels fast.”

“I’ve heard that a few times,” Dana said.

Dana shook his hand because he wasn’t putting it down until she did, so she didn’t want to be rude.

“Hello, Mr. Barca,” Dana said coldly.

“Please, call me Gustavo,” he said, making direct eye contact.

Barca greeted Benny warmly with a handshake and he shook Courtney’s hand and introduced himself to her, as well.

“Please accept my condolences for your uncle’s death. He was a fine man,” Barca said, turning solemn.

“Thanks,” Dana said. She doubted he was being sincere, but he was being polite, so she would do the same.

“I really think we should talk in the next few days. I’ll call Benny here to set something up,” Barca said.

“I’m not interested in selling the property,” Dana replied.

“We’ll leave that for another day. Enjoy your dinner,” Barca said as he walked away.

“That was weird,” Courtney said.

“The man is always working an angle. I’m actually curious what he has up his sleeve,” Benny said.

“I’m sure we’ll find out soon enough. The man has been a thorn in my side since I inherited Casa Verde,” Dana said, returning to her dinner.

Soon enough, Gustavo Barca was out of their mind as they ate, chatted, and laughed. The pitcher of margaritas went down so smoothly between the three of them that they ordered a second one.

They each had tres leches for dessert, and by nine o’clock, Dana, feeling the margaritas, was feeling exhausted.

She had always been one of those early to bed, early to rise types, which had always annoyed her ex-husband. Why are you thinking about him? she thought.

“I know I’m coming off like an old lady, but I’ve hit the wall, can we go home?” Dana asked.

"Of course," Benny said, waving his hand in the air for the check.

The waiter came over and said, “Mr. Barca picked up the check for your table before he left. You’re all set.

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