Echoes of Time (Echoes of Time Travel Series: Book One) by Rylee Swann

Author:Rylee Swann [Swann, Rylee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-17T16:00:00+00:00

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Five days later, Shawn had amassed a medium-sized fortune in winnings from well-placed bets and strategic gaming, but still had no leads regarding the whereabouts of Ramón Soriano, the assassin.

With each passing moment he grew more and more frustrated, drumming his fingers on his thighs as he gambled. Knowing impatience would get him nowhere, he tried to relax and enjoy his time at the casino, but to no avail. A restlessness overtook him, and if something did not break soon, he feared he’d tell Rayna that the deal with Alec Connor was off. He’d rather work on his own terms, and if that meant losing her… Still, he was unwilling to consider that possibility.

So, he sat at the roulette table, the wheel spinning round and round, placing arbitrary bets. He’d won some and lost some, and with a quick calculation figured that he was about even. He laid his chips on the black thirty-three and motioned to let it ride.

“I have what you’re looking for,” a male voice said in a low tone geared for only Shawn’s ears.

Shawn glanced at the man to his right and did a double take before he could stop himself. The stranger was clearly Native American. Long straight black hair, black eyes, dark skin. His nose was crooked, like it had been broken, and there was a scar from a knife wound on his lower left cheek. He waggled his eyebrows as Shawn directed his attention back to the gaming table.

“Sorry, but I don’t swing that way,” Shawn said quietly.

The stranger barked out a laugh. “Neither do I, dude. Neither does Ramón, in case you’re interested.”

The little white roulette ball slowed, nearing coming to a stop, but Shawn lost all interest. This man had dropped Ramón’s name on purpose. He’d finally attracted the right attention. Shaking off the dullness from sitting in boredom for so long, Shawn again glanced at his new contact.

“That’s good to know. I’d like to meet him.”

The stranger let loose a good-natured chuckle. “And, I have a feeling he’ll enjoy meeting you too.”

Shawn nodded and said, “Cash out,” to the croupier, as the ball landed on black thirty-three. “Tonight?” he said to man next to him.

“Yeah, but not now. Stay and gamble. Ramón’s not here. I’m driving out to where he is at midnight. If you wanna come with, meet me at the hotel entrance.” He started to walk away and then called back over his shoulder, “And bring whatever you can’t live without. It’s a long drive and you won’t be coming back here.”

He strutted off, broad shoulders evident in his satin navy jacket. Back straight and a spring in his step, he disappeared into the thicket of gamblers.

Shawn pocketed his chips and, with nowhere else to go until the meeting time, he returned to his hotel room. He wouldn’t be returning to this hotel any time soon. That begged the question, where was Ramón? In a little over three hours, according to the digital clock on the nightstand, he’d find out.

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