Fame (Society of Secrets) by Ginna Moran

Author:Ginna Moran [Moran, Ginna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sunny Palms Press
Published: 2022-11-11T16:00:00+00:00

15

The Task

I don’t even know where to begin. I can’t exactly frame a man without any drugs or a plan. I should just leave and think things through, but I might chicken out if I do.

“Mamacita, Christos told me your assignment.” Esteban leans his elbow on the bar next to me, playing with my blond wig with his free hand. “I owe you a favor, so here you go. You need to slip the baggy into someone’s pocket. Make sure they’re alone here. Someone wealthy. Maybe even one of those pinche celebrities over at the table service.”

I stare at the clear baggy with heart-shaped papers inside. Gingerly picking it up from the bar, I frown as I inspect them. “This is so wrong.”

“Could be worse. They’ll most likely be able to buy their way out of trouble. Bad press won’t fuck with them. Not if you pick the right one.” Esteban flicks his finger in the direction of the booths lining the walls, pointing out a blond guy surrounded by beautiful women. “I’m pretty sure that pendejo has a wife and kids at home.”

“Who probably needs him. Look at how he keeps space between him and the women. This is for publicity.” I know better than to trust everything I read in the tabloids, and that actor does whatever he’s told. I know this because he asks for the club photographer, who always snaps pictures for him to release.

“Are you going to have an excuse for everyone? I know you don’t want to do this, but I don’t want to think about the consequences you’ll have to face if you don’t. What about that guy over there?” Esteban tilts his head, motioning to a man in a designer suit sitting alone at the end of the bar, cradling a tumbler of whiskey. “He doesn’t look like he has any business being here.”

I frown, staring in the direction of the man. This should be easy. When it comes to me or someone else, I should choose myself. I have chosen myself dozens of times before. I don’t know what my hang-up is. “No one has business being here.”

“Stacia,” he says, my name dripping with disappointment coming from his mouth. “I thought you had what it took. You were so tough at my office.”

I roll my eyes. “That’s not going to work. I don’t suffer from a fragile ego.”

He chuckles and slides his arm around my waist. “Then why don’t you just let Christos do it and pretend it was you.”

Narrowing my eyes, I glare at him. “I don’t need his fucking help.”

“Then take mine. What I have is exactly what you need. They’re excellent quality, so if something happens, and whoever we target as his victim accidentally takes them, the chances of them hurting her are pretty low.” Esteban scoops up the baggy of heart-shaped drugs again and sets it in my palm. “Just walk by him and stick them in his jacket pocket.”

I mess with my wig. “Then what? Putting them in his pocket isn’t going to do much.

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