Blood of the Innocent (Harry Bauer Book 12) by Blake Banner

Author:Blake Banner [Banner, Blake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Right House
Published: 2022-06-14T16:00:00+00:00

Twelve

We had a drink and discussed the relative values of rain and sunshine, and compared the beaches of the Caribbean with those of the Med, and agreed that those in the eastern Med were almost as good as those in the Caribbean. Having exhausted those topics I asked her, “Do you mind if I take you somewhere private and tie you up?”

Her face lit up. “That would be fun! Let me just go get some coke!”

She toddled off at an awkward run. When she returned five minutes later she wasn’t carrying a red and white can in her hand. She had a small wooden box instead, and a bottle of rum by the neck. She winked at me and giggled. “Rum and coke.”

“You’re cute.”

“I know.”

“You know the boat?”

She whispered in my ear about the things she’d done in just about every cabin on the yacht. I was impressed and whispered back, “You know where Omeya’s office is?”

She started to say, “All his work he does on deck by the pool…”

I interrupted her with a wink. “But he must have an office, you know, that we can borrow…”

She gasped. “You’re bad!”

“And dangerous. You know where it is?”

“Of course. We can go!”

“Who has the key?”

“Baldo and his secretary. But we don’t need key.”

“We don’t?”

She giggled again and shook her head. “His secretary is in the office. Baldo was yelling at her to get some job finished. Some shipping from New York.”

“That’s exciting. She?”

“Anja. She’s gorgeous! But she’s kind of German.”

I winked. “Let’s go talk to her. Sounds like she could use a rum and coke.”

“Seriously?” Her eyes were wide with wonder.

“Seriously.”

I followed her through a saloon, down some carpeted stairs and along a corridor with highly polished mahogany panels on the walls. Eventually we came to a door with a shiny brass handle. She knocked, grinned at me and bobbed with excitement. A voice straight out of Nietzsche’s wet dreams yelled, “Ja?”

Karina grinned at me and I nodded encouragement. She called, “It’s Karina. I have something for you. Can I come in?”

The reply came with an edge of irritability. It sounded like, “Yacom!”

Karina opened the door and went in. I slipped in after her, pulling my P226 from the pancake at the small of my back.

Anja was beautiful the way a large iceberg is beautiful. You look at it, think, “Wow!” and then shiver. She probably glimmered in the sunshine. She had platinum hair, blue eyes and skin the color of Alpine milk. She frowned at Karina and then scowled at me as I closed the door.

“Who are you?”

“I am a very dear friend of Baldo’s.” I said it as I strode around the desk, put the Sig Sauer to her head and dragged her to her feet. I pulled her to the middle of the room and then snarled, “Get on your knees.”

Karina was gaping at me. I gave her a secret grin and said, “Put the coke and the rum on the desk. Let’s have a party.”

She did as I said and I glanced around the room.

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