The Money Block by Holly West

Author:Holly West
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Down & Out Books

Rachel first noticed the man when she was in the bookstore. His appearance was sufficiently nondescript—average height, graying beard and mustache, aged about fifty, and wearing a beanie cap so that she couldn’t see his hair—but something about him made her take note.

Later, when she stopped to get a frozen yogurt in the food court, he was sitting at a table in front of a Chinese fast food stall, slurping up a bowl of noodles while he read a newspaper. He’d removed the black beanie to reveal his bald head, and he wore a pair of frameless eyeglasses. But she recognized the olive-colored canvas jacket.

She saw him again when she left the baby store. He was a few steps ahead of her, walking toward the mall’s exit. Again, something seemed off. He exuded a predator’s energy. Who was he prowling for?

Most women would tell themselves they were being silly, but not Rachel. She and Sam made a habit of paying close attention to their surroundings. A couple of years ago, they’d made an enemy of a mob capo named Little Vincent. Turned out he didn’t appreciate their attempt to rip him off, and he’d tried numerous times to exact his revenge ever since. He’d been unsuccessful so far, but they could never let their guards down. Anyone who acted the least bit suspicious was a potential assassin. It sometimes felt like overkill but the second sense they’d developed had saved their lives more than once.

The man entered the parking garage and made a show of peering down the aisles as if he couldn’t remember where he’d parked. Rachel slowed her pace, not wanting to catch up to him. The “Baby on Board” bag felt heavy in her hand. Purchasing the print had been a foolish impulse. It was too large to stuff into the trash can at the garage entrance, so she leaned it against it and left it there. Her rental car’s two keys were the only ones she had, but she fished them out of her purse and held them between her index and middle fingers like a nervous coed crossing campus after midnight. When he managed to find his car, she saw it was a new model silver Nissan Sentra, completely devoid of personality. But that was what made it stand out to her—it reminded her of the white Ford Focus she herself was driving. The Sentra was a rental too, she was sure of it.

Rachel’s car was parked across the aisle and six cars over. Near enough so that he could track her but far enough so that he wouldn’t attract suspicion if she happened to be paying attention. Rachel got into her car, locked the doors, and waited for five full minutes after he left to pull out of her own spot and drive away.

She headed for the main drag but opted for the opposite direction from the hotel, keeping her eye on the rearview mirror. Soon, a silver Sentra pulled into her lane, a couple of cars behind her.

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