The Shell Game by Evanovich Janet

Author:Evanovich, Janet [Evanovich, Janet]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Mystery, Mystery & Detective, Humorous, Contemporary, Fiction, Romance, Women Sleuths
ISBN: 9780804180818
Publisher: Bantam
Published: 2014-10-07T07:00:00+00:00

Nick watched Kate march off to the elevator. She was cute, he thought. Earnest, refreshingly unpretentious, full of energy, too determined to be professional to flirt with him. And she was as dedicated to upholding the law as he was to breaking it. She was exactly what he needed in his life. She was going to be fun. He returned to his suite and phoned his three drivers to confirm that the evening’s activity was a go.

An hour later, Nick and his crew gathered outside the chain-link fence that surrounded the parking lot of Picture Car Universe Inc. Picture Car was in an industrial area of Sylmar in the San Fernando Valley. The fence was topped with razor wire, and the lot was filled with hundreds of vehicles of all kinds.

Wendy squinted into the dimly lit lot. “What is this place?”

Nick opened a utility box attached to the chain-link fence and pulled a couple wires. “It’s where Hollywood studios go to rent vehicles for their shows. Fake taxis, police cars, hearses, school buses, ambulances, anything on wheels. You name it, they’ve got it.” Nick closed the box and nodded to Evaristo. “The alarm is deactivated.”

Evaristo put his bolt cutter to the fence and went to work. “The security is pathetic.”

“That’s because most of these vehicles are props, cheaply dressed up to look like the real thing,” Nick said. “The rest are retired vehicles on their last legs that were bought on the cheap. They don’t have any value unless you’re a movie maker putting on a production.”

“Or a con man trying to trick somebody,” Artie said.

“Still, they could have made an effort,” Evaristo said. “A few armed guards or even a couple vicious dogs would have been nice.”

Artie gave him a look. “You enjoy fighting for your life?”

“How else do you know you’re alive?”

“Try breathing,” Artie said. “That’s usually a good sign.”

Evaristo made the last cut, a big chunk of fence fell onto the ground, and everyone stepped through the opening and into the parking lot.

Nick led them past ice cream trucks, army jeeps, gasoline tankers, and fake Model Ts.

Wendy stopped to admire three identical space-age cars with sleek, aerodynamic lines, bubble-topped cabins, gull wing doors, rear fins with propulsion rockets, and two elaborate laser cannons mounted on their front grills. They were prop cars from Future Spies, a short-lived science-fiction TV series.

“Let’s take these,” she said.

“Not going to happen,” Nick said. “We’re after the four armored trucks that are lined up in front of you.”

Nick had two mechanics waiting in a Culver City warehouse to modify the fake armored trucks to meet his special requirements. The mechanics would then pretend to be Intertect agents on the day of the heist.

“You’re no fun,” Wendy said. “Can we at least take the laser cannons?”

“You know they’re fake, right?” Nick asked her.

“Yeah, but they’re cool.”

“True,” Nick said. “You can take one. Just one.”

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