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  2. BOOKS BY STUART WOODS
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“So I hear. I’ve got a master key.” He unlocked the door and Sid ran for his monitoring room. A light was flashing that told him an alarm had gone off at the Barrington residence. He tapped in the code and brought up the cameras at the scene. A small man was sitting at Barrington’s office desk; he appeared to be checking his e-mail on his iPhone. He called the number and got an answer.

“You’re a little late, aren’t you?”

“Technical difficulties,” Sid replied. “Do you require assistance?”

“Negative,” Fred said, then hung up.

—

STONE FOUND DINO talking to a beautiful actress, who was a guest at the party. Viv was across the room talking to somebody else. He beckoned to Dino.

“What’s up?” Dino asked.

“Two intruders at my house. Fred winged one of them, but they both got away.”

Dino sighed and pulled out his cell phone. “That’s the last time I’ll ever see that gorgeous woman.” He pressed a cell phone button. “This is Bacchetti. I need a pair of uniforms and a team of detectives in Turtle Bay.” He gave them the address. “They’ll find a Fred Flicker there. He belongs, so tell them not to give him a hard time.” He hung up. The actress was across the room, talking to two other men. “Shit.”

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MIKE FREEMAN came over to where Stone and Dino stood. “You two look a little tense,” he said.

“We’ve had a pair of intruders at my house,” Stone replied. “They were after pictures, but Fred Flicker disturbed them and put a bullet into one of them before they made their escape into the back garden.”

Dino’s cell rang. “Bacchetti. Yeah, well, alert all the emergency rooms on the East Side. If a man comes in with a bullet wound, tell ’em to call us.” He hung up. “My people are at your place, listening to Fred’s story. They appear to like it.”

“Well, then,” Mike said, “you can both return to being guests, instead of looking like the Mod Squad.”

“Right,” Dino said. “We’re not going to hear anything more, unless some guy turns up in an ER with a gunshot wound. Excuse me, there’s somebody I want to talk to.” He went in search of the actress.

—

SOFIA/MARIA DROVE CAREFULLY. “All right, Irv, I’m dropping you at the ER entrance of Lenox Hill Hospital. In the meantime, try not to bleed on the seat. I’ll have to clean it up before I return the van.”

“You mean it’s not stolen?” Irv asked.

“Thank your lucky stars—it means the police aren’t looking for it.”

“I haven’t been paid,” Irv said.

“That’s because the alarm went off,” Curly pointed out. “It was your job to make that not happen, and you blew it.”