Fifth Avenue Devil by Vivian Wood

Author:Vivian Wood [Wood, Vivian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781959830504
Publisher: Vivian Wood

Twenty-Two

Nate

The sun casts long shadows across Central Park. I’m dressed in loose, gray sweatpants and a black t-shirt. As I lean against a bench, I stretch my quads, mindful of the run I will go on soon.

If my damn private investigator ever shows up.

I search the park patrons for his face. A nanny pushing a stroller. Two young guys at a hot dog stand, and an older vendor. Several older women with austere expressions speed-walking past.

I walk impatiently to the nearby Alice in Wonderland statue and check my watch. The cool breeze of early autumn brushes against my face, but it does little to soothe the burning that I feel.

Annalise Gellar has been on my mind for far too long. I have questions about her that only Rahim can answer.

"Mr. Fordham." A gruff voice pulls me from my thoughts. I turn to find Rahim Abbas standing behind me. He’s dressed in a ratty gray sportscoat and worn jeans.

There is nothing noteworthy about Rahim whatsoever. He blends in perfectly on a New York City street.

“Let’s keep moving,” he suggests, jerking his thumb over his shoulder. Without waiting, he starts walking. Rahim’s natural walking pace is quick and I have to jog a few steps to keep up.

"Have you found anything?" I demand. “You’ve been following Ms. Gellar for a few weeks but you haven’t reported anything.”

"Nothing out of the ordinary," Rahim answers, shrugging slightly. "Ms. Gellar is just going about her business. Other than her frequent overnight visits to your penthouse, she doesn’t go anywhere other than work and home."

That’s not terribly surprising. I didn’t expect Rahim to find any skeletons hidden in Annalise’s closet. She’s too young to have much to hide.

“I’d like you to switch your focus. I want you to dig up dirt on the board members of Gellar Industries. I want to know anything that I can use as leverage against them."

He raises an eyebrow, clearly not expecting this change of direction. But he is the very definition of discretion. "You got it, Mr. Fordham." He doesn't ask questions about what I need the information for. He is the consummate professional private investigator.

I slip my hand into my pocket and pull out an envelope stuffed with cash. He looks at me coolly as I hand it over. He gives me a nod as he slips the envelope into his jacket.

"Anything else?" Rahim asks.

I shake my head. “No. Contact me as soon as you have something.”

“Will do.” He shoves his hands into the pockets of his jeans, then begins to jog quickly in the other direction.

My fingers tap restlessly against my thigh as I watch him dash away. My mind runs over the information that Rahim just gave me.

Annalise is living a quiet life. No surprise there. But it does warm me to know that she’s not some party animal in the hours that I don’t see her.

What am I doing? Annalise Gellar has wormed her way into my thoughts in a way no other woman has before. I can’t seem to help it.

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