The Express Bride by Kimberley Woodhouse

Author:Kimberley Woodhouse [Woodhouse, Kimberley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781643520650
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2019-07-18T16:00:00+00:00

The puff of smoke from the fat man’s cigar wafted up into the air.

Carl watched the man thumb through the forged notes. “Are you finished with them?”

“Quite.” The man handed over the documents, his pudgy hands covered in ink.

“Good.” Carl walked back behind his desk and examined each one. The guy was good, he’d give him that. “The last order needs to be ready in four weeks.”

“It’s gonna take longer for an order that size. You should know that. Six at the very least.” Another puff of smoke filled the air with a gray haze.

Carl eyed the man. “Six weeks. Not a day more.” That would be cutting it close, but if he played his cards right, he could make do.

“Fine. I’ll be seein’ ya next week for the deposit.” The man waddled out the door. They’d agreed at the beginning of their business arrangement that they wouldn’t know each other’s name. That way, if either one of them was confronted, they had nothing to give up.

But this guy was greedy. Carl wished he did know who he was so he could find him and take care of him quietly when all was said and done. He narrowed his eyes and turned to his nephew. “Did you make sure all the letters were delivered?”

“Yep. They should make for lively discussion whenever someone comes lookin’ for the forged treasury notes.”

“Good.” Carl tucked his hands into his tweed coat pockets and wentover to the window. “Pretty soon we’ll be on our way to Mexico, and no one will be the wiser.”

His nephew chuckled. “Can we get a place to live by the water? It’s so stinkin’ dry here. If I see one more tumbleweed, I’ll be tempted to shoot it.”

“It’s called the beach.” The imbecile. If even a bit of brain lodged in the kid’s head, Carl would be surprised. “And yes, I think it would be nice to walk out every morning and gaze at the ocean, a cool breeze on my face. But we will get separate houses. I’m not living in filth.”

“I’ll get me a senorita or two. They can clean up after me.”

Carl shook his head. There was no chance he wanted to live anywhere near members of his family. He hadn’t spent ten years of his life getting educated and learning how to be part of high society just so he could live out his days in a pigsty. No. He enjoyed the finer things in life, and he planned to have them.

Just because the rest of his family looked the part of criminals didn’t mean he had to like it. His nephew had served a purpose. He and the rest of the family could rot in jail for all he cared. They were a means to an end.

As soon as he had all the forgeries, he’d finish cashing them in. Plenty of idiots were jumping at the chance to obtain the notes in hopes that they could get more of the interest from the government. Since

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