Nothing In Common, Except ... by Edward Kendrick

Author:Edward Kendrick [Kendrick, Edward]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2017-06-16T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

“The Feds should be on his tail by now, or at least beginning to take a serious look at him,” Kyle said as he came into the kitchen.

“And good morning to you, too,” Brax replied with a smile.

“Sorry. Mornin’. Anyway, as I was saying, whatever we do, we might have to avoid them in the process.”

“True enough. Pancakes or waffles?”

“Whichever.” Kyle poured himself a cup of coffee, then leaned against the counter as he drank it. “Now that I’ve seen the waiting room to his office, if it is his office, we can visit it and see what he might be hiding there, before the Feds do their thing.”

“One option,” Brax agreed, while mixing the batter as he waited for the frying pan to heat up. “Given time, I can probably hack into the computers and add an incriminating file on one of them. Well hidden, of course.”

“Of course. But what type of file?”

Brax smiled maliciously. “Do you have any open art theft cases?”

“Other than the museum ones I’ve been working?” Kyle slanted a knowing look at Brax, which he ignored. “Let me think.”

“While you do, would you get the syrup from the cupboard and pour us juice.”

Kyle did, as well as taking out the butter to put on the table, which was already set.

“There’s one I can think of,” Kyle said, sitting when Brax set plates with pancakes and sausage on the table. “I’ve got the details on my laptop, back at the hotel. Even if Russo did stop by to search for anything useful, since he knows I’m not there, he wouldn’t have found it, because it’s in the hotel’s safe.”

“You’re not going back to find out,” Brax said, looking hard at Kyle.

“Yeah, I am. Don’t worry, I’ll be careful, but I need the laptop, and real clothes.” He glanced down at the sweatpants Brax had lent him.

“Don’t change on my account,” Brax replied. “I sort of like the casual, shirtless look.”

“Thanks.” Kyle did his best not to read something into his words, since he had the feeling Brax was only teasing—although on some level he wished he wasn’t. “Still, I don’t think just sweatpants will work if we plan on going anywhere today, like Connoisseurs.”

“Probably not.” They began eating, then Brax said, “I want to find out if he has any of his special parties planned, hopefully for this weekend—and who’s invited if he does.”

“Planning on crashing it?”

“Nope. If he is hosting one, and we work fast, we can let the attendees know it’s been cancelled.”

Kyle chuckled. “That would frost his ass. As a matter of fact, that’s better than trying to frame him for running an art theft ring.”

“Yep. As soon as you’re done eating, go get clean clothes while I set up a program to spy on his computers.”

“If you’re doing what I think, you’ll need an email address.”

“Which I can get from Connoisseurs’ website,” Brax replied.

They finished eating, then Kyle returned to his hotel while Brax cleaned up before setting to work on accessing the computers at Connoisseurs.

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