Hollywood Scandals by Gemma Halliday

Author:Gemma Halliday [Gemma Halliday]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781461126164
Amazon: 1461126169
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2010-01-01T13:00:00+00:00

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At six square miles, Beverly Hills is actually one of the smallest towns in California. But the wealth in those miles could buy a small country. Several times over. Designer boutiques, oversized homes on acres of prime real estate, and more Mercedes per capita than anywhere on the planet, it is a haven to the elite of L.A. society. Manicured, buffed, shined, and pleasant in every aspect, Beverly Hills is the sparkling gem of L.A. County. There isn’t even a hospital or cemetery to remind residents of the unpleasant thought of mortality. It’s said that technically, no one is actually born or dies in Beverly Hills.

Katie Briggs’s place was on a wide, tree-lined street full of homes on steroids. Big, bold, and fairly bursting from their lots. Katie’s was a two-story Mediterranean style, complete with adobe-colored shingles and wrought-iron balconies filled with brightly overflowing flowerpots. A narrow front lawn separated the house from the street, all wrapped up tight behind a large security gate that spanned the length of the property.

Cal parked at the curb in front of a faux Tudor across the street. “Now what?” he asked. Clearly not really wanting to know.

I ignored him, picking up my cell, dialing Cam’s number, and putting it on speakerphone.

“Yeah?” she answered.

“You in place?”

“Yep.”

I looked down the block. Cam’s Jeep Wrangler was parked at the corner, her camera to her eye.

“Any sign of security?”

“None that I can see. Bodyguard’s probably out with her.”

“Weak point?”

“I’d try the south side. There’s a bunch of trees shielding it from the road, and it leads right into the backyard.”

“Perfect.”

“You’re not seriously going through with this, are you?” Cal asked.

I hopped out of the car.

“Of course I am.”

“It’s breaking and entering. You could be arrested.”

“If I don’t figure out who’s behind the threats, I could end up dead.”

Cal clenched his jaw together. “This is crossing a line, Bender. I don’t feel good about it.”

“Fine. Wait here, then. I’ll be right back.”

And before he could argue any further, I was jogging across the street to the small grove of trees separating Katie from her neighbor. I cautiously looked both ways, then stepped behind a thick palm and eyed the fence. It was at least eight feet high, brick topped with decorative iron scrollwork. I lifted my arms as high as they would go and tried to get some traction with my feet. I scaled a full two inches up the wall before dropping to the ground again. The bricks were too uniform; there was nothing to hold on to.

I glanced around the yard, looking for anything to boost me over. Flowers, bushes, strategically placed decorative rocks. Shit.

Then I spotted it. A metal planter with a skinny little lemon tree sticking out. It was only a couple feet high, obviously a newbie. With one more over the shoulder glance, I dug my fingers into the soil around the little tree and lifted it, roots and all, out of the planter. I laid the baby tree on the ground, then flipped the planter over and shoved it up against the wall.

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