Retribution is Mine!: Poached Parody (Kaiser Wrench Book 3) by P.C. Hatter & Stacy Bender

Author:P.C. Hatter & Stacy Bender [Hatter, P.C.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Byrnas Books
Published: 2020-05-28T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

The call from Matthew Finch woke me before my alarm clock went off.

“Kaiser, you awake?”

“I am now.”

“Well, sit up and listen, and don’t ask how I managed to get this information. Enrico Price owns several businesses, and they’re all above board as far as I can tell with the time we got. Price’s personal account is where it gets interesting. And I’m not talking about his wife’s accounts or the ones he shares with her. I’m talking Price’s personal stash.”

I heard the shuffling of paper coming from the Finch’s end of the line.

“Six months ago, the mouse started taking large amounts of money out of the account. Once a month, always the same amount. Five G’s. Until this month, when he pulled out twenty leaving pennies in the account.”

“Makes you wonder where it all went.”

“No kidding. I could buy a whole lot of bird seed with that kind a dough. Price has a wife and a lot of kids. His love of them is on par with the image he portrays in his community. Unfortunately for him, he likes to play around. Add all that together, and what do you have?”

“Blackmail? That’s it? Well, at least I know now where Dagger got the money to build his arena.”

“As far as I can tell with the time I had, that’s everything. Are we done?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“Good, and please, Kaiser, don’t do me any more favors. I think I lost a tailfeather just from the stress of paying you back.”

“You just been sitting on it too long. Thanks a bunch.”

I hung up, crawled out of bed, and got ready for the day. The .25 in my pocket felt like a peashooter compared to my .45, but it was all I had at the moment. Outside the sky was gray and a white blanket covered the city. The roads were clear, so I gave the parking attendant a tip to take the chains off the wheels and stash them in the trunk.

The drive out to the Bronx would have been a waste of time if all I wanted to do was confront a mouse. Enrico Price’s house was closed up tight. A cub playing in the snow told me the entire family left in a hurry. Even the maid was gone. I gave the cub two quarters, and he ran off. Probably to the nearest candy store.

Me, I decided to do a little breaking and entering around the back side of the house and climbed in through a window. Inside, everything was sheet covered. The electricity was off and the phone line dead. Price wasn’t planning on coming back anytime soon.

A search of the first floor turned up nothing but my temper. Everything was clean, neat, and in place. On the second floor is where I found the door. There was the normal lock below the nob and another above. Both locks were a pain to pick. I was half tempted to break down the door.

The room behind the door was dark, but I had a pen light.

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