Stuff Dreams Are Made Of by Don Bruns

Stuff Dreams Are Made Of by Don Bruns

Author:Don Bruns [Bruns, Don]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Mystery
ISBN: 9781933515670
Publisher: Oceanview Publishing
Published: 2008-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

She looked great, in a pair of red shorts and white halter top, her blond hair looking just a little wind-blown. Styles couldn’t stop staring as she stepped from the car.

“Jesus. She looks better now than she did in school, and in school she was —”

“She was what?” I glared at him.

“Smokin’.”

She saw the three of us watching her and smiled. Maybe for effect, maybe for our afternoon delight, maybe because she’d really missed me for three months, Em walked over and planted a really juicy kiss on my lips.

“Em.” James nodded.

“James.” Frosty. I think if I left the two of them alone for a couple of hours, the freeze would thaw, would turn hot. I didn’t plan on letting it happen.

“So,” she smiled at me, her eyes shining, “what are the plans?”

The fading daylight caught her silhouette and I knew what plans I’d like to make. But there was James, and I had to help my partner. “You and I need to talk.”

I took her hand and we walked up by the tent. She gazed at the yellow monster. “So this is where the magic takes place?”

“Isn’t that usually a line from a rapper on TV when they take a tour of his house and they enter the bedroom? The rapper will say, ‘and this is where the magic happens.’ ”

“I know. I’ve seen the shows.” She looked into my eyes and I thought I might have a heart attack. “Well?” She squeezed my hand. “From what I hear, you get screwed in this tent too.”

“Cute.” The response and the girl. “There’s some truth to the magic.” I told her about the Meet And Greet boys, and I could see she was impressed. “And you should have seen James when Cashdollar dropped by and suggested that we could be the next billionaires.”

“He really said that?”

“He did. However, he also asked us to leave and not come back.”

“He told you to vacate the premise? I can’t believe that. Come on, Skip. He really asked you to leave?”

“No.” I was overly negative. And, I thought, for good reason. “He said ‘obviously this business isn’t for everybody.’ ”

She gave me a hard look. “Well, it’s not.”

She was right. It wasn’t.

“It’s just been a rough couple of days.”

“And James wants to settle some scores?” Now a quizzical expression. She had a face that could change in a split second. And she could see right through me.

“Well, I think he wants to know who’s threatening us.”

“Skip, you’re twenty-five-year-old guys. You’ve never been in a fight in your life to my knowledge.” She paused. “Well, you got your asses kicked in that Cuban thing, but other than that —” She trailed off.

Asses kicked? We’d about got our lives snuffed out. The first of James’s truck episodes. But that’s another story.

Looking down the path that led to the nightly poker game she said, “You’re new to the real world, and here you are playing with con men, felons, billionaires. A little scary isn’t it? Don’t you think you might be out of your league?”

“Maybe.



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