The Secret Brokers by Weis Alexandrea

Author:Weis, Alexandrea [Weis, Alexandrea]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Publisher: World Castle Publishing
Published: 2012-05-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

The following afternoon, Dallas pulled his red Mercedes in front of an opulent French Quarter mansion. The three-story home had a Greek revival façade with towering columns and intricately carved statues of women draped in togas situated along a high garden wall behind the main house. The exterior was done in plaster and painted bright red. There were French doors located along the first and second stories with a long, grand wrought iron balcony sweeping across the second floor. A wide front door of dark mahogany had the letters “C” and “B” intertwined in leaded glass. The gardens were expensively landscaped with lemon and lime trees lining a red-bricked walkway.

Gwen stepped from the car, carrying her brown leather purse and a small overnight bag. She peered up at the three chimneys rising from the sloping roof. “Who in the hell owns this monstrosity?”

Dallas shut the door of the car behind him as he walked around to the trunk. “Knowing Lance, I’m afraid to ask.”

Dallas nodded to the overnight bag on Gwen’s shoulder. “I thought you put your bag in the trunk.”

“I did.” She patted the bag. “This is medical supplies for my arm, your finger, and whatever else may arise. With your knife skills, I felt it was better to plan ahead, in case you lop off an ear or something.”

“I don’t think I like the sound of that,” Dallas grumbled as he opened the trunk.

As he began unloading their luggage, a black Ford Crown Victoria pulled up behind him.

Brewster hastily exited the car and walked over to Dallas. He took Dallas by the elbow and discreetly pulled him a few feet away from the back of the red Mercedes.

“Is this some kind of joke?” Brewster said, waving at the house.

“What are you talking about?”

“This is Carl Bordonaro’s home.” Brewster pointed to the front door. “His initials, ‘C’ and ‘B’ are on the front door. He was well known for placing his initials into the architecture of the home during its renovation. He even wanted to have the roof shingles laid out in contrasting colors to make the letters ‘CB,’ but the local port authority shut him down when they said it would only confuse helicopter pilots making tours of the river front.”

Dallas shrugged. “What do you want me to do, Brewster?”

Brewster leaned in closer to him, his dark eyes bulging in their sockets. “Find another place to stay,” he angrily asserted.

“I would be an idiot to refuse Carl’s hospitality. And I don’t think there’s a safer place for Gwen right now. Robertson’s men wouldn’t be stupid enough to blatantly break into Carl’s home and try to hurt us. You and I know that would be tantamount to declaring war in the underworld,” Dallas added with a grin.

“If something happens, August, we can’t come in and save the two of you, not without court orders and a hell of a lot of red tape. I got the impression from Dan Wilbur that you were going to help us.”

Dallas stepped away from Brewster and went back to the car.

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