Paper or Plastic? by Mackey Chandler

Author:Mackey Chandler [Chandler, Mackey]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Mackey Chandler
Published: 2011-03-08T07:00:00+00:00

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Their hired security man, Ono, steered them to a deli he personally recommended. After they rejected sending him, in and the driver refused to let anyone take the van around the block Josh went in with a hastily written list. He got a sandwich and pickle for everyone and a carrier of drinks. Just to make sure, he ordered two extra sandwiches in case somebody didn’t like theirs. The corned beef was piled so high on his, he had to open it up and eat some before it would fit in his mouth.

Martee had never had Russian dressing before, or a serious kosher pickle. She ended up eating half her corned beef, half his pastrami and half of the tongue and chopped liver extras he had grabbed. She would have probably eaten more, but it was gone, because Ono turned out to be a truly frightening eating machine. If he asked, "Are you done with that?" the only safe response was to jerk back any body parts between him and the food. Otherwise one risked a fork stabbed in the back of the hand. With a little training, though, Martee might catch up. She was after all distracted, playing the tourist.

Nothing could be much more boring than standing and filling out the forms to rent a storage strongbox. In their case more like a closet. At the first place Josh and Martee went in. At the second place Roger went in alone. Martee had seen enough of this Earth custom.

These were not banks with safe deposit boxes, nor the bigger, less-secure places that people rented for household goods. They were the sort of place where people who had jewelry worth millions left it, rather than trust it to a safe and security system at home. Or where a dealer in rare stamps or antiquities could economically keep his stock under armed guard, twenty-four hours a day. One was pleasant in décor, located in a commercial building. It had pleasant green carpets with little pale yellow diamonds in it and nice furniture.

The other looked like a prison, freestanding with bare concrete, steel doors and visible armed guards. It was more expensive, but it also allowed them to pull inside to unload.

With only one box of platinum in the back Josh directed the driver to 300 Canal Street. "Not to hurt your feelings Josh, but that suit looks more like something a used car salesman would be wearing, than a precious metals trader. How about allowing Martee and I to do this one?

"Whatever. As I said, that’s one of your skills. Go to it."

The facility had a nice entry. The door was wide and glass, so it didn’t look high security all dark and boxy. But he still had to press the intercom button beside the door and announce himself and his appointment, to get buzzed in. Martee had never been through that sort of door, so when the receptionist actuated the solenoid latch with a mechanical raspberry, she gave a startled twitch.

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