The Bootlegger's Daughter by Robinson Lauri

The Bootlegger's Daughter by Robinson Lauri

Author:Robinson, Lauri [Robinson, Lauri]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Harlequin Historical
Published: 2015-08-01T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter Ten

Over the years, Ty had seen everything from seedy whiskey joints that never washed their glasses to high-end car clubs where the men didn’t drive, but were driven to the club by chauffeurs and had women hanging on their necks with fingers laden with more jewels than the Queen of England had inherited over the centuries. Tonight, standing in the shadows of the old, big barn, he watched people enter the resort, and had to admit, from what he saw, that Nightingale’s was an elite club. More upscale than he’d surmised from his earlier observations.

There were no chauffeurs, but the men had on fine suits, and the women, well, he guessed he understood why Norma Rose wore gloves to breakfast. Even when she didn’t have blue hands.

In spite of all he’d hashed out in the last hour, he smiled. Yeah, she’d hate him when all this was over, but he’d never forget her. Years from now, after all the gangsters were behind bars and the cities had turned into peaceful havens, he’d still remember how that ink pen had snapped and how her startled look had brought about one of the first genuine smiles he’d experienced in years.

The smile on his face slipped, almost painfully. He knew the gangsters would never all be behind bars—others would just rise up in the holes left by those arrested. But, Norma Rose would hate him when this was all over, forever. He might hate himself, too.

Such was life. He’d long ago committed his existence to retribution, and had given up everything else to have it. Revenge, the longing that had burned inside him for years, didn’t leave room for anyone. Not family, not friends and most certainly not a woman. Those were vices he couldn’t afford. They not only tied a man down, they left a trail, and a man with a secret life couldn’t have that. People connected to him could get hurt, too. They were bound to, and Ty didn’t ever want to experience that kind of pain again.

Not feeling was a much better existence.

Accepting that resolution, Ty stepped out of the shadows and waited for a car—a big fancy one that had more lights on it than the string marquees on Broadway—to find a place to park before he maneuvered through the lot to his truck.

He backed out of the parking spot and slowly made his way to the tree-lined path that led to his cabin. There was a lot of work to do before Bodine showed up, and it included being inside the resort, even though he’d rather not be there.

Traveling light was the way of a federal agent. The suitcase under the seat of his truck held one additional suit, two shirts and a few sets of Munsingwear union suits and pairs of socks. He’d pull out a clean set—recently washed and dried in a hotel room—visit the bath house and then attend the party.

Dusk lasted for hours this far north in the summer, and as he



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