Graveyard by William C. Dietz

Author:William C. Dietz
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2016-01-12T00:00:00+00:00

NINE

IT WAS EARLY Saturday morning, and the air was still cold, which meant that very few golfers were on the course. The Riviera Country Club dated back to 1927—and had always been a favorite among LA’s elite. That included the foursome made up of real-estate mogul Syd Silverman, his attorney Veronica Facey, Mayor Melissa Getty, and her husband, Dr. Mark Holby. They had just finished playing the first hole, and were about to tackle the second. The notoriously difficult par four was subject to sudden breezes. And players were required to make a straight tee shot to a fairway that was flanked by trees and a driving range.

Although such things were of great importance to Getty’s husband, the mayor didn’t care. She was there to talk with Silverman. Something that would be dangerous to do on the phone—and was sure to be noticed if they met downtown. In order to facilitate communication, Getty was riding with Silverman and Holby with Facey. “All right, Syd,” Getty said, as the cart came to a stop. “Why am I wasting a perfectly good morning playing golf?”

“The fresh air will do you good,” Silverman replied. “And golf is never a waste of time! But yes, there is something we need to discuss. A detective named Cassandra Lee came to see me yesterday.”

Even though Getty didn’t like to play golf, she knew how, and took an iron out of the two-thousand-nu golf bag that Holby had given her for Christmas. “Lee came to see you? Whatever for?”

“So you know her,” Silverman said, as they walked toward the green.

“Of course I know her,” Getty replied. “Her name is probably more recognizable to the public than mine is . . . She’s a loose cannon—but good at what she does.”

What Getty didn’t say was that she owed her life to Lee—and the policemen who had gone into Hawthorne to rescue her. Fortunately, the press had been so busy reporting on the Aztec invasion that the rescue mission had gone largely unnoticed. And no mention had been made of Maxim, thank God. “So Lee’s competent,” Silverman said as he placed his ball on a tee. “I’m sorry to hear that since she’s trying to send us to jail.”

Getty frowned. “Jail? What are you talking about?”

“Lee claims that I used my influence with the Constitution party to put a weak candidate forward,” Silverman replied. “A man you could beat without breaking a sweat. Then, according to Lee, you repaid the favor by supporting the Oceana project.”

Getty was momentarily speechless. Both of them knew the allegation was true. But how did Lee know? And who was behind the investigation? Lee couldn’t launch such an effort by herself. Corso! It had to be Corso. The bastard had something . . . Evidence of some sort. Either that, or he was trolling for evidence. And he was planning to run!

All of that flashed through Getty’s mind in an instant. Her heart was beating faster, and she felt slightly light-headed. But she’d learned

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