Only the Details (An Action Mystery (Mackenzie August series) Book 5) by Alan Lee

Author:Alan Lee [Lee, Alan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sparkle Press
Published: 2018-08-19T16:00:00+00:00

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I woke up with an awareness that it wasn’t time. I’d only slept a few hours, on the carpet, my arms stretched to either side. Not comfortable.

Ernst released the chains and shackled my wrists together. Guards stood nearby, their electroshock weapons held ready. I watched bleary-eyed.

“What time is it,” I said.

“Four in the morning. You will fight now.”

“Now?”

He nodded. Indicated I get up. “Yes.”

“Go’way, Ernst. Come back in three hours. With coffee.”

The four praetorian guards glanced at one another. Should they haul the sleepy and sinfully handsome man to his feet?

In barged Duane. It was too early for barging. He threw fighting shorts at me and started working on his cufflinks. He looked rough, like a cocaine snorter at the end of a bender.

“Get up, August. We’re doing this.”

“Go’way, Duane Moneybags. Come back in three hours. With coffee. Fight’s not ’til tonight.”

“Yeah, well, plans change. Rossi says we’re doing it now,” he said.

“Rossi the Camorra lord.”

“Right. Says we’re sitting on dynamite. All of Naples about to erupt, but especially the clans. We do the fight now and get the hell out of here. Something’s got them spooked. They broke into Vomero. Impossible but they did it. They’re here.”

“Who is?” I said. Stupidly. I looked out the window. Vomero was dark except for fires burning nearby.

“Mobs. Angry people. Thousands.”

“Trouble in paradise. So weird, like people don’t enjoy being oppressed.”

“Get the fuck up. You got an Italian prince to kill, hear me? I’m betting a lot on you.”

I stood. Stretched. Said, “Coffee and breakfast, Duane.”

“Not a bad got’damn idea.” He stuck his head into the next room. “Someone! Get the chef. Coffee and breakfast. For me and the champion, here.”

“You said the Prince is not a man who loses. Now you’re betting on me?”

Duane finished with the cufflinks. Pulled at his collar and belt. “I met Rossi last night. Bastard goaded me into it. So don’t lose.”

“You met Rossi? What’d you think?”

“I hate that son of a bitch.”

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