Lethal by Sandra Brown

Author:Sandra Brown
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Thrillers, FIC030000, Suspense, Espionage, Fiction
ISBN: 9781455501489
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2011-09-19T14:00:00+00:00

Diego was shopping in a Mexican supermarket when his cell phone vibrated again. He stepped outside the store to answer. “You ready for me?”

“Yes,” The Bookkeeper said. “I want you to watch someone for the next couple of days.”

“What? Watch someone?”

“Isn’t that what I said?”

“What about Coburn?”

“Just do as I tell you, Diego. The man’s name is Bonnell Wallace.”

Who cared what the hell his name was? It wasn’t Coburn. Before he could voice his objections, he was given two addresses, one for a bank on Canal Street, the other a residence in the Garden District. It wasn’t explained to him why this man needed watching, and actually, Diego didn’t give a flip. It was a bullshit job.

With exaggerated boredom, he asked, “Do you want him to know he’s being watched?”

“Not yet. I’ll let you know when another move is called for. If one is called for.”

“Okay.” His cavalier tone didn’t escape The Bookkeeper.

“Am I keeping you from something, Diego?”

Yeah, he thought. You’re keeping me from a high-paying hit. Instead he put The Bookkeeper on the defensive. “I haven’t been paid for the massage parlor girl.”

“I don’t have proof that she’s dead.”

“What, you want me to send you her head in a box like those vultures in Mexico do?”

“No need to go that far. But I haven’t seen anything on the news about a body being found.”

“It won’t be. I saw to that.”

“But you didn’t give me any details.”

“Like what?”

“When you tracked her down, was anyone with her?”

“No. She was soliciting conventioneers there where the riverboats dock.”

“The Moonwalk.”

“Whatever.”

“She was alone? No pimp? Somebody helped her get away. She wouldn’t have had the courage to leave on her own.”

“All I know is that she was alone when I found her. No pimp, or she would have been doing more business,” he said, putting a chuckle behind it. “She was easy pickings. I negotiated a ten-dollar blowjob, then when I got her under some pilings, I slit her throat. For good measure, I opened up her belly, filled it with rocks, and sank her in the river. If her body ever pops up, it won’t look like her no more.”

Referring to Isobel in these terms made him wince, but he had to keep up appearances. The laugh, the cockiness was fake, but he must make himself believed.

The Bookkeeper kept him waiting an interminably long time before speaking. “All right. You can pick up your money tomorrow. Where do you want it left?”

Paydays came in the form of an envelope of cash, left for him in a designated spot that changed each time. He gave The Bookkeeper the location of a dry cleaning establishment that had been abandoned since Katrina.

“There’s an old cash register on the counter. Have it left in the drawer.”

“It will be there. In the meantime, keep me posted on Bonnell Wallace. I want to know anything he does that’s not part of his daily routine.”

“Oh, like that’s a big fucking deal.” Before The Bookkeeper could respond to that, Diego clicked off and returned to the store.

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