Holiday Heroes by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Action & Adventure, Romance
Amazon: B00GG1TR0Q
Publisher: Beau Coup Publishing
Published: 2013-11-03T00:00:00+00:00

“Agent Peters,” I called to him out in the hallway. A couple of people were leaving, others hanging around in groups of two or three. The mood didn’t suggest a lot of business.

“Did you want to meet with me at five?” It was already five forty-five.

“I think I’ve heard enough from you for one day, Haskell.”

“So we’re cool, on the tire I mean. I don’t want to get a surprise AAA bill in the mail.”

“You know, Haskell, you might find destruction of government property funny. I don’t. My agents have a lot better things to attend to than chasing you all over town. You might think it cute, maybe even funny to hop in and out of bed with known prostitutes. I find it reprehensible and not at all the sort of conduct I deem appropriate in this or any other investigation.”

“I came across your kind of appropriate conduct this morning. Those two stiffs you had watching me. If that is your idea of undercover surveillance we are all in trouble.”

“The trouble with people like you, Haskell, is that for some unknown reason you think you matter.”

I just smiled at him, which got him even madder.

“Gentleman,” he said as he turned and headed for the elevators. Tweedle dumb and tweedle dumber followed like little lap-dogs.

“Way to smooth things over for me,” Aaron said from behind.

“You think that guy is gonna really do anything with Braco the Whacko Alekseeva and his gang of merry men? You’d be better off going after them with pea shooters instead of having that guy on your team.”

“There might be some manpower and budgetary considerations you’re glossing over there,” Aaron said.

“Quite possibly,” I agreed.

We spoke for a few minutes more. Aaron directed a couple attendees into his office, two of them Chicago guys. I noticed agent Dziedzic still back in the conference room packing up, so I poked my head in. She looked tired.

“Long day?”

“You can say that again.” She smiled.

“Where’d you learn Russian?” I asked.

“Home, my family’s from Kiev. I was actually born there, but we came to the US before I was one. It was my major in university, grad school,” she said, then closed her briefcase, picked up another case, which I presumed held the Power Point stuff.

“Let me help you,” I said and grabbed the larger of the two cases.

“Oh, not necessary but thanks. Hey, I hope you didn’t take it personal, not giving you the handouts. That was Peters. He instructed me not to give you either of them at the meeting. I have to follow orders.” She shrugged her shoulders.

“Not a problem. I can’t imagine working for that guy. I don’t know what I did but I really rub that guy the wrong way.”

“It’s because you’re you.” We were walking toward the elevators now.

“I don’t know how to be anyone else.”

“No, I mean you’re sort of snaky, in a neat way, sometimes, I would guess. But he can’t come up with a box to put you in.”

“You mean like a coffin?”

“Not exactly, but I’m sure that’s crossing his mind right about now.

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