Montaro Caine by Sidney Poitier

Author:Sidney Poitier [Poitier, Sidney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Suspense, Thrillers, Literary, Visionary & Metaphysical
ISBN: 9780385531122
Google: BjF915lMCnsC
Amazon: B00A5MRG7S
Publisher: Spiegel & Grau
Published: 2013-05-07T00:00:00+00:00

22

ALAN ROTHMAN WAS GETTING READY TO LEAVE HIS OFFICE AT Fitzer Corporation for the night when he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. Assuming that his wife was calling to remind him once again not to be late to the Four Seasons, where they would be meeting her parents for dinner, Rothman figured he would let the call go straight to voice mail. But when he checked the caller display, he instantly answered the phone.

“What’s up?” he asked, then heard a familiar female voice on the other end of the line.

“Are you free?”

“I’ve got a dinner with Lauren’s folks at six-thirty,” he said. “Why?

What’s up?”

“An important matter needs your attention.”

“Important?” he asked. “How important?”

“Very important.”

“Be there as quick as I can,” Rothman said.

Less than half an hour later, Rothman used his own key to let himself into an apartment located above a used-record store in Greenwich Village. The apartment was small but tidy and well-insulated from the sounds of Thompson Street below.

“That you?” The same familiar voice called from the bedroom as Rothman shut the door behind him.

“Yeah, hon.”

Michen Borceau’s secretary, Gina Lao, had changed from her work outfit to the halter top and shorts she usually wore to the gym. She embraced Rothman and kissed him forcefully. When he had freed himself from Gina’s arms, his tone became more businesslike. “So, what’s up?” he asked.

“I think something major is happening,” Gina said.

“How major?” asked Rothman.

“Major major,” she said. “Want me to fix you a drink?”

Rothman shook his head. He had already been wondering how he might explain the aroma of Gina’s lavender perfume on his jacket and he didn’t want to explain the scent of alcohol as well. It wasn’t like Gina to ask to see him outside of their usual rendezvous times, so he assumed that Gina had to discuss something that was related to Fitzer Corporation and, unlike his erratic boss Montaro Caine, he didn’t feel he needed to drink while discussing business.

“This may sound crazy,” said Gina. “But I think Caine has found a miracle material.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Rothman’s tone was curt.

“I don’t have all the pieces, so I can’t give you the whole picture, but from what I can tell, it sounds like something amazing.” Gina was more animated than Rothman had ever seen her as she went on to discuss all that she had overheard Borceau saying about the slivers of coins that Caine had asked him to analyze. Caine had warned Borceau to keep all aspects of the analysis secret. “Don’t discuss this with anyone,” he had said. But that hadn’t kept Borceau from discussing the matter with himself out loud and at length and sometimes in French, a language Gina had studied in college.

Still, the more Gina told Rothman about what she had heard Borceau saying, the more skeptical he became. He furrowed his brow. Then, he chuckled.

“This material, have you actually seen it?” he asked Gina.

“No.”

Rothman’s chuckle grew into a hearty laugh.

“Alan!” Gina snapped sternly.

But Rothman couldn’t help smiling.

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