AGAINST THE WIND (Book Two of The Miami Crime Trilogy) by Don Donovan

Author:Don Donovan [Donovan, Don]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-09-12T04:00:00+00:00

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Silvana

Coconut Grove, Miami, Florida

Monday, April 9, 2012

8:55 AM

BOBBY VARGAS PULLED UP to the nicely-renovated building on Grand Avenue in Coconut Grove. Silvana looked it over. Small in size, it appeared to have been restored to some kind of faux original condition. Vargas parked in the bus stop directly in front, and he grabbed the manila envelope on the seat between them. Then he and Silvana got out of the car and entered the building.

It had been a few days since Bob Harvey's funeral and their subsequent questioning of Maxie Méndez. After Méndez hinted that Phil Harvey might know something about the murder, Silvana's natural inclination was to rush over to Phil's office and brace him immediately. But she resisted. She took a deep breath and thought it through. A little homework on Mr Phil might be in order before paying him a visit. It took a couple of days to get the information she wanted, but now she had it.

As they stepped off the elevator on the third floor, she took note of the clean lobby and modern furniture. She also noticed it wasn't nearly as big as she thought it would be, maybe even a tad bit on the cramped side. She never gave big real estate companies much thought, but when she did, they always carried the image of a huge operation, requiring lots of space and hundreds of buzzing employees. But, apparently not. At least, not in the case of Harvey Development, Incorporated.

They approached the receptionist. She was around forty-five, but still wore that alluring look that made her a knockout when she was twenty-five. Slim, tight body, and long, slender hands poised over her keyboard. With the assistance of the right bra, her modest breasts pushed her contoured top to its limits, giving her a curvy silhouette and pouting cleavage. Sparkling eyes that looked like they never quit smiling sat under thin eyebrows, unnaturally arched by the wonders of modern makeup. Silvana tamped down the stirrings that suddenly arose within her.

"May I help you?" Her voice was low and smoky. Shit, Silvana thought, she must've had guys drooling all over themselves back in the day. Girls, too. Probably still does.

Silvana said, "We're police officers." They showed tin on cue. "We'd like to see Mr Harvey."

"Well, I don't know if —"

"This is in regard to his brother's murder, ma'am. We need to speak with him. Now."

With a reddening face and tightening jaw, and yet with professional grace, the woman rose from her desk. Silvana could tell she was not used to being pushed around on her own turf, at her very desk, the epicenter of her power. "Please wait here a moment." Straightening her skirt, she went into an office down at the end of the hall and returned thirty seconds later. "This way, please."

She showed the cops into Harvey's office and left without comment. He got up from his swivel chair and came around his desk to greet them.

"Mr Harvey," Silvana said, "I'm Sergeant Machado, Miami Homicide.

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