One More Move A Cade Taylor Novel by Michael Hearns

Author:Michael Hearns
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-07-16T22:12:53+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Surfside was one on those small towns in Miami Dade County that I’d spent very little time in. I knew it was adjacent to the archipelago that’s essentially the northern tip of Miami Beach. I also know that post World War II Winston Churchill vacationed often at the famous Surf Club. That was about the extent of my knowledge of Surfside. I never fully understood why Carl Fisher and the other developers of Miami Beach didn’t just continue the entire sand marsh and muck they dredged from Biscayne Bay and make the entire island Miami Beach. It was very confusing. Even more confusing was that Froude Avenue turned into Bay Avenue without any demarcation or reasonable reason why. I drove past the house first and was briefly confused when the road changed names. I circled back and once again drove by the house, this time a lot slower.

I would surmise the house was built sometime in the 1950s. It was in the middle of a residential street. It wasn’t a large house and had a single car driveway on the northern side. There was a three-foot tiered and columned brick wall in front of the house, both low-slung and painted white. There was with weathered black wrought iron between the columns. It had all the formidable aspects of a child’s scrap wood-built tree house. There was a decorative wrought iron sign driven into the front walkway column featuring two bowing palm trees bending inward toward each other. The numbers 9032 were between them. The house was painted in a muted peach color with Spanish tile roof. The front door was a non-descript single hung painted white door. There were eight silver Bismarck palms in front of the house.

Lots of palm trees of various types dotted all along the street. Through the years and the hurricanes of South Florida, palms were the most hearty and resilient and were obvious choices to plant and propagate to return a semblance of life that couldn’t be destroyed. The houses on the street were very similar in appearance although many had obviously gone through some extensive renovations. This was a definitely an older established neighborhood that I’d venture to guess had a long history of being desirable and affordable housing for many decades of people who worked in Miami and Miami Beach. I don’t think the builders of these homes ever environed two or more cars per household. There was a lot of street parking by the neighboring residents. Parking had caused small choke points in traffic where only one car could pass easily by. Luckily the street didn’t appear to be very heavily trafficked, with the exception of an occasional UPS truck, or Zephyrhills water delivery truck.

The luck was going to run out if Major Brunson delivered on his promise to get “the calvary” out here.

Additional bodies would be great for surveillance but would seriously tax the viability of the street. There’d have to be a single car keeping an eye on the house and other surveillance units staged elsewhere.

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