Chapters (64)
Stone explained. “That’s how we both knew Tommy Sculley, who moved down here when he retired.”
“Sculley seems like a good guy,” Evan said.
“He is,” Stone replied. “We hadn’t seen him in years, until we came down here looking for you.”
“Well, I’m glad you found me,” Evan said.
“By the way,” Stone said, “you should see somebody right away about investing the proceeds of the sale; you’re losing a lot of interest every hour you wait.”
“My grandfather is already dealing with that,” Evan replied.
“He’s been heavily into investing ever since he retired from the company, nearly twenty years ago, and he’s done very well. He just has more to play with now. He’s put me on an allowance.”
“I hope he hasn’t been too strict with you,” Stone said.
“No, very liberal. And I don’t have to mow his lawn to earn it, the way I used to.”
Stone laughed. “I used to have to sweep out my father’s woodworking shop every day to earn mine.”
Annika, who was sitting next to Evan, reached for the bread basket and knocked over Evan’s champagne, some of it into his lap.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” she said, half rising and bending over to use her napkin on the spill.
There was a sound of breaking glass, and Annika fell sideways into Evan.
Stone turned and saw blood on Evan’s jacket. “Gun!” Stone yelled.
“Everybody down!” He threw himself at Annika and Evan, while on the other side of the table Dino got Gigi to the fl oor. Stone lifted his head and looked out the shattered window behind him but saw no one. He turned his attention to Evan, who was covered in blood. “Somebody call 911 for an ambulance and the police!” Stone yelled, as he reached to pull Annika away from Evan. He couldn’t believe that Evan had, once again, been the target of an assassin. Then he realized that the blood on Evan’s jacket was not Evan’s. It was Annika’s.
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DINO PUT HIS head up and caught a glimpse of a motorcycle turning the corner from Simonton Street. “Motorcycle!”
he yelled, pointing. He got a glimpse of a black helmet, before the machine disappeared down the block.
Stone tossed him the car keys. “Go!” he yelled. “I’ll call Tommy!”
Dino ran, as Stone grabbed his cell phone. Evan was giving Annika CPR.
Dino got out of the restaurant in time to see the bike turn left at the next corner. He leapt into the rental car, which was parked in front of an antiques store across the street, and burned rubber. He was turning the corner when his cell phone rang. “Yeah?”
“It’s Tommy. Where are you?”
“The motorcycle turned left a block from the restaurant.”
“Elizabeth Street?”
“Yeah, that’s it,” Dino said, checking the sign at the next corner.