Fight Game - Debt Collector 11 (A Jack Winchester Thriller) by Jon Mills

Author:Jon Mills [Mills, Jon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Jack chose to hang around Santa Fe Plaza while Tyson completed his delivery. Tyson told him to soak up some of the culture and had pointed out a bar. He said they’d meet up later and head over to Cosmo’s to see what he’d managed to dig up from the video. So, with time to kill, Jack visited a few shops that afternoon and bought himself a strange lunch called the Frito Pie from the Five and Dime General Store. The bartender in the bar had recommended it. It sounded disgusting but it tasted like pure gold. It was a bag of Fritos, with red chili, ground beef, pinto beans and melted cheese and the whole thing was served up in the bag. At less than five bucks it wasn’t a bad deal.

After, he sat smoking a cigarette beneath the monument in the exact spot Dana had been. He surveyed the surrounding stores and noticed several had surveillance cameras. Most serious surveillance systems kept recordings from thirty to ninety days, others anywhere from two to seven before the last record was overwritten. He turned to his left and right and honed in on a jewelry store that had multiple cameras. Two pointed at the door and another was pointing outwards. Was it possible it had picked up Dana on the day she was here? He dropped his cigarette and twisted it under his boot before heading out of the main plaza, across the street. Jack adjusted his duffel bag on his shoulder and wiped a few beads of sweat from his forehead. The heat of the afternoon bore down on him making his shirt stick to his back as he darted between parked vehicles and into the store. A blast of cold air blew against his face as he entered. It was a welcome relief. Inside all the gold jewelry seemed to glow and sparkle from behind glass cabinets. There were several staff members assisting people.

“May I help you find something, sir?” a blond woman with her hair pulled back, and wearing dark business attire, asked from behind a counter.

“Would the manager be around?”

“Is there a problem?”

“No, I was hoping he might be able to help me.”

“Is it a question I can help you with?”

“Look, I know you’re trying to be helpful and all but I’d prefer to speak with him.”

“I’ll go get Lidea.”

“Lidea? Right.” Now he felt like a fool for assuming it was a guy. Jack browsed some of the jewelry and scanned the price tags. It was outrageously high priced, a far cry from the kind of stock he could find in New York. Looking at all the diamonds brought back memories of his teen years. Long before Jack got involved with Roy, Jack and his son Angelo Gafino would hang around the diamond district in midtown Manhattan, smoking joints, talking to gals and eyeing the ground. Angelo called it the walkway of dreams as many a poor man had changed his fortune by searching the cracks in the sidewalks for embedded diamonds, gems and gold.

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