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me,” Dino said. “I’m on it.”
Stone closed his cell phone.
“What’s going on?” Holly asked.
“This afternoon, you said you were following Trini in a Cadillac?”
“Yes.” She put a hand to her mouth. “And there was a Cadillac double-parked outside Elaine’s. It was black, too, just like the one I followed.”
“Yeah. I didn’t ask you what happened with your pursuit.”
“I lost him in Brooklyn. I think it was Brooklyn, anyway. I followed him across a bridge.”
“Any chance the Cadillac could have followed you back to my house?”
Holly sank down in her seat. “Oh, my God. You were right. New York is not like Orchid Beach.”
14
THE CAB WENT around the block again, and when they turned downtown on Second again, Stone told the driver to stop at the corner before the restaurant. He opened the door and got out so he could see better. Holly did the same on the other side.
Dino’s car was double-parked a few yards ahead of them, and Stone could make out a commotion on the sidewalk in front of Elaine’s. A man Stone recognized as Dino’s cop driver was pointing a gun into the Cadillac and barking orders.
“Holly, do you have my Walther with you?” Stone asked.
“In my purse,” Holly said.
“Get back in the cab and hand me the gun.” He leaned down, reached across the backseat, and accepted the pistol.
“There’s one in the chamber and six in the magazine,” she said.
“Please stay in the cab until I wave you in.” Stone gave the cabbie a twenty, then closed the door and went to the sidewalk and started down the street toward Elaine’s with the Walther in his hand. He could see now that Dino was on the sidewalk, cuffing the man with the briefcase.
Then, as he approached and Dino was dragging the man to his feet, the rear door of the Cadillac opened, and Lance Cabot got out, his hands in the air.
“Stone!” he yelled. “That guy is mine!” He nodded toward the handcuffed man.
Stone walked up to Dino. “Hang on,” he said. “That’s Lance Cabot over there at the car, and he says this guy belongs to him.”
Dino looked back and forth from his captive to the Cadillac. “All right, Mike,” he yelled to his driver, “we’re clear, no problem.” He unlocked the handcuffs and handed the man his briefcase. “Is there a machine gun in here, pal?” he asked him.
“Talk to Cabot,” the man said.
Lance walked up and offered his hand to Dino. “I’m Lance Cabot,” he said. “I’m sorry about the misunderstanding.”
Dino shook his hand. “Don’t worry about it. It was all Stone’s fault.”
“That’s right,” Holly said from behind Stone. “I’m a witness.”
“Thanks so much, everybody,” Stone said. “How did I call this wrong?”
“Well, you weren’t entirely wrong,” Dino replied. “You just didn’t know who you were dealing with.”
“It’s dinnertime,” Stone said, and they went into Elaine’s.
Elaine was at a front table, and she waved them over. “Are you guys having street fights outside my place again?”
“Just a misunderstanding,” Stone said. “Elaine, this is Lance Cabot, and, Lance, you haven’t met Holly Barker, either.” Everybody shook hands, and Stone didn’t like the way Holly was looking at Lance.
They settled in at a table.
Lance turned to Holly. “Are you the police chief in Orchid Beach, Florida?”
“That’s right,” Holly replied, looking stunned. “How could you know that?”
“Anybody who pays attention knows that,” Lance said.
Holly seemed to melt a little in her seat, annoying Stone. “So, Lance,” he said, “do you normally travel with bodyguards who have machine guns in briefcases?”
“No, not normally,” Lance replied smoothly, as if he had been asked if he wore pleated pants. “Just today.”
“What’s so dangerous about today?” Stone asked.
“Well, around lunchtime today I picked up a tail.”
Stone felt a penny drop. “Yes? Where?”
“I was in Little Italy doing
Stone closed his cell phone.
“What’s going on?” Holly asked.
“This afternoon, you said you were following Trini in a Cadillac?”
“Yes.” She put a hand to her mouth. “And there was a Cadillac double-parked outside Elaine’s. It was black, too, just like the one I followed.”
“Yeah. I didn’t ask you what happened with your pursuit.”
“I lost him in Brooklyn. I think it was Brooklyn, anyway. I followed him across a bridge.”
“Any chance the Cadillac could have followed you back to my house?”
Holly sank down in her seat. “Oh, my God. You were right. New York is not like Orchid Beach.”
14
THE CAB WENT around the block again, and when they turned downtown on Second again, Stone told the driver to stop at the corner before the restaurant. He opened the door and got out so he could see better. Holly did the same on the other side.
Dino’s car was double-parked a few yards ahead of them, and Stone could make out a commotion on the sidewalk in front of Elaine’s. A man Stone recognized as Dino’s cop driver was pointing a gun into the Cadillac and barking orders.
“Holly, do you have my Walther with you?” Stone asked.
“In my purse,” Holly said.
“Get back in the cab and hand me the gun.” He leaned down, reached across the backseat, and accepted the pistol.
“There’s one in the chamber and six in the magazine,” she said.
“Please stay in the cab until I wave you in.” Stone gave the cabbie a twenty, then closed the door and went to the sidewalk and started down the street toward Elaine’s with the Walther in his hand. He could see now that Dino was on the sidewalk, cuffing the man with the briefcase.
Then, as he approached and Dino was dragging the man to his feet, the rear door of the Cadillac opened, and Lance Cabot got out, his hands in the air.
“Stone!” he yelled. “That guy is mine!” He nodded toward the handcuffed man.
Stone walked up to Dino. “Hang on,” he said. “That’s Lance Cabot over there at the car, and he says this guy belongs to him.”
Dino looked back and forth from his captive to the Cadillac. “All right, Mike,” he yelled to his driver, “we’re clear, no problem.” He unlocked the handcuffs and handed the man his briefcase. “Is there a machine gun in here, pal?” he asked him.
“Talk to Cabot,” the man said.
Lance walked up and offered his hand to Dino. “I’m Lance Cabot,” he said. “I’m sorry about the misunderstanding.”
Dino shook his hand. “Don’t worry about it. It was all Stone’s fault.”
“That’s right,” Holly said from behind Stone. “I’m a witness.”
“Thanks so much, everybody,” Stone said. “How did I call this wrong?”
“Well, you weren’t entirely wrong,” Dino replied. “You just didn’t know who you were dealing with.”
“It’s dinnertime,” Stone said, and they went into Elaine’s.
Elaine was at a front table, and she waved them over. “Are you guys having street fights outside my place again?”
“Just a misunderstanding,” Stone said. “Elaine, this is Lance Cabot, and, Lance, you haven’t met Holly Barker, either.” Everybody shook hands, and Stone didn’t like the way Holly was looking at Lance.
They settled in at a table.
Lance turned to Holly. “Are you the police chief in Orchid Beach, Florida?”
“That’s right,” Holly replied, looking stunned. “How could you know that?”
“Anybody who pays attention knows that,” Lance said.
Holly seemed to melt a little in her seat, annoying Stone. “So, Lance,” he said, “do you normally travel with bodyguards who have machine guns in briefcases?”
“No, not normally,” Lance replied smoothly, as if he had been asked if he wore pleated pants. “Just today.”
“What’s so dangerous about today?” Stone asked.
“Well, around lunchtime today I picked up a tail.”
Stone felt a penny drop. “Yes? Where?”
“I was in Little Italy doing
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