Naked Greed

14

Stone lay on the bed, with Caroline on top, doing very nice things with her hips, while he moved under her. His cell rang.

“Go ahead and get it,” Caroline said. “I’ll amuse myself.”

Stone grabbed the iPhone from the bedside table. “Hello?”

“You sound a little out of breath,” Dino said. “Am I disturbing you?”

“Nope.”

“Am I disturbing Caroline?”

“Not in the least.”

“I thought you’d like to know that Gino Parisi has put a couple of guys on you.”

“So what else is new?”

“No, a couple of new guys: experts, you might say.”

“Experts at what?”

“You don’t want to know.”

“How are you getting this information?”

“These guys are known to us, as are a few of their victims.”

“No, I mean how did you know Parisi had hired them?”

“The same way I knew about his earlier conversations.”

“Oh. What were Parisi’s instructions to these two guys?”

“He was a little cagey about that, but I gathered that, based on previous experience working for Gino, they knew what he meant.”

“What did he mean?”

“Let’s put that in the category of ‘undesirable.’”

“You’re being pretty cagey yourself.”

“No, I’m just being delicate.”

“I hate it when you’re delicate. You never used to do that.”

“My new job requires a lot of delicacy. I’m practicing on you.”

Caroline did something that caused Stone to make a small, animal-like noise.

“Is there a prairie dog in bed with you?” Dino asked.

“No comment.”

“Are you on that island in Maine?”

“Why do you ask?”

“Because these two guys, whose names are Frank and Charlie, chartered an airplane earlier today at the Essex County Airport in New Jersey.”

“Sweetie,” Caroline said, “you stopped moving.”

“Sorry,” Stone said, and began to move again.

“Sorry for what?” Dino asked.

“Not you.”

“Not sorry for me?”

“Do you have any further information about the two guys, like if they filed a flight plan?”

“All we know is that the airplane landed at an airport called five seven bravo.”

“That’s the airport here.”

“I kind of thought it might be. And, after being on the ground for about an hour and a half, the airplane returned to Essex County, where Frank and Charlie had left their car, which now has a tracking device planted on it.”

“Is that legal?”

“It is if we think they are about to commit a crime.”

“And you do?”

“Let’s just say they could do time for what they do to you, if they do to you what they usually do to people who annoy their employer.”

“Were they in the airplane when it returned to New Jersey?”

“Apparently so, because their car is now parked in the garage next door to Gino Parisi’s office.”

“That’s a relief.”

“Not the relief you’re apparently seeking at the moment, but it will have to do, until the real thing comes along. I’m quoting from a popular song of the 1940s.”

“Thank you for the attribution.”

“I wouldn’t want to run afoul of the copyright laws.”

“It sounds as if I’m all right, for the moment,” Stone said, then he let out a gasp.

“I don’t know about ‘all right,’” Dino said. “You sound as if you should be on oxygen.” He hung up.

“Who was that?” Caroline asked, without breaking stride.

“That was Dino.”

“Who is Dino?”

“The police commissioner of New York City.”

Caroline suddenly climaxed, with the attendant noises, and he quickly caught up.

After another minute or so she rolled off him and snuggled up. “Do you only deal with people at the top?”

“Whenever possible.”

“Why did you call the police commissioner?”

“He called me.”

“All right, same question.”

“He called to say that we were followed to Maine by two men in another airplane.”

She sat up in bed. “Are these the two men we’re trying to avoid?”

“Yes.”

“And they’re here?”

“No, they stayed about an hour and a half, then they flew back to New Jersey.”

“What did they do while they were here?”

“I don’t have any hard evidence, but I imagine they were looking for us.”

“Did they find us?”

“Apparently not, or we would now be duct-taped naked to chairs while they burned us with cigarettes.”

“What?”

“I’m sorry, that was an unfortunate metaphor.”

“A metaphor for what?”

“For whatever they intended to do to us — sorry, to me.”

“Should we get out of here?”

“No, they have already done so.”

She fell back onto the bed. “Thank heavens!”

“May I go back to sleep for a little while?”

“Of course,” Caroline said. “I can wait.”