one other.
“You mean you two are…”
“Does this surprise you?”
“No, no. Not at all. What better way to start a relationship than by putting a gun to a man’s head and kidnapping him?”
“She saved my life.”
“Technically, yes. But wasn’t it a little bit like setting your house on fire and then calling the fire department?”
Katrina’s friend said something to her in Spanish. Jack knew it wasn’t intended for his WASPy ears, but he understood every word. For effect, he answered her in Spanish. “You’re right, Alicia. I’m no Brad Pitt. But once you get to know me, I usually turn out to be slightly smaller than the biggest asshole you’ve ever met.”
Her shock was evident. “Wow. Your Spanish is really good.”
“His mother was Cuban,” said Theo.
“Wow. Your Spanish really-”
“I know, I know. It sucks.”
The way he’d said it, it was clear that he’d been through that routine a thousand times. The reaction was delayed, but finally the four of them shared a little laugh. The ice had broken.
Katrina said, “Can I buy you a drink, Swyteck?”
Jack thought for a minute, then smiled. “What the heck.”
Theo’s band was tuning up on stage. “My gig’s up. Time for me to blow.”
“Just a sec,” said Jack. “How about playing that Donald Byrd song for me. You know. The one from the album,
“Fucking up my life?”
“That’s the one.”
The threesome laughed, to the exclusion of Katrina’s friend. They alone knew that it was the album Jack had requested when Katrina was holding Theo hostage.
“I’ll play it,” said Theo. “But only if you promise not to make it your theme song.”
“Just this one last time, and that’ll be it.”
“Then what?”
“Who knows?”
“That’s such a great thing, isn’t it? If you ask me, it’s the only way you know you’re alive.”
“What?”
“The fact that you just never know.”
Jack wasn’t quite sure what he meant.
“I’m right, ain’t I?” Theo said with a wink. Then he grabbed his saxophone and ran to the stage.
Jack still didn’t get it, until Theo took center stage and drilled them with the sax, an overly sharp note worthy of Kenny G. He glanced at Katrina, this gorgeous woman with her eyes locked on Theo. At that moment, on some level, it all made incredible sense to him.
He smiled and thought,
Acknowledgments
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A big thank-you goes to my editor, Carolyn Marino, and my agent, Richard Pine. Both were early fans of
The people who helped most with my research wish to remain anonymous, which is perfectly understandable in the case of cops who work undercover. Their insights into the growth of Russian organized crime in South Florida were invaluable.
Finally, character names are often a pain to come up with, so I want to thank Mike Campbell and Jerry Chafetz for making my job easier. Through their generous contributions at fund-raising auctions for the benefit of St. Thomas Episcopal Parish School in Coral Gables and for The Gold-Diggers Inc. of Miami, they have lent their names to two of Jack Swyteck’s buddies in
About the Author
James Grippando is the bestselling author of
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