Santa' Wayward Elf by Paige Tyler

Author:Paige Tyler
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-11-24T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Derek stared blankly at the audio recording equipment in front of him, listening with half an ear to the conversation coming through the headphones he wore. He’d been sitting in the fake delivery truck with Aaron and Tony for half the day, but trying to focus on work was damn difficult when all he could think about was Sosie. Instead of taking notes on who Sammy Saldino was talking to and what they were talking about, he kept counting the hours until his shift was over so he could be with her again.

It wasn’t only because he couldn’t wait to have sex with her again—though that was part of it. He was a red-blooded male, after all, and she was a certifiable love goddess. It was because he enjoyed spending time with her more than he’d ever enjoyed being with another woman. Even if she had screwed with his alarm clock.

“Hey, Derek, you goin’ to write anything down?”

Derek looked up at the question. “What?”

In the seat beside him, Aaron was regarding him expectantly. “I asked if you were going to write anything down.”

“Oh.” He grabbed a pen from the table in front of him and tried to remember what he’d heard. “Yeah.”

Shit, what the hell had he missed? Couldn’t have been much. They’d had a tap on Sammy Saldino’s favorite booth for months now and hadn’t gotten a thing. Derek was pretty sure that was because the bastard knew the place was wired. Since Derek and his team had been listening, the guy hadn’t so much as admitted to double parking or stiffing a waitress on a tip. That wasn’t to say he hadn’t been talking. He’d been talking a whole hell of a lot. The mob boss freaking talked to every lowlife and thug who came into the place. The problem was that most of what came out of his mouth was gibberish. Endless questions and comments about family, friends—even cartoon characters—but nothing that could link him to any crimes. This morning, the guy had filled hours of tape with an endless discussion on what he was buying his mother for her upcoming birthday.

Nobody was that clean, especially Sammy Saldino. But the asshole was smart. Which meant he had to be talking in code, passing orders and receiving updates to and from his minions right under the NYPD’s nose. The guy wasn’t going to say anything incriminating, so listening with half an ear wasn’t an issue.

“Sammy said maybe he’d buy his mother a four-thousand-dollar ring on Tuesday,” Aaron said.

Derek frowned. “Yeah. So?”

“So I thought you were going to write all these gift ideas down in case it was a code for something.”

Damn, he had said he was going to do that. It was a long shot, but at this point, he was ready to try anything.

It was a flat-out fact that Sammy Saldino was in charge one of the biggest criminal operations in the city. From bookmaking to prostitution to drugs to extortion, if it was illegal, he was into it.

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