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Chapter Three
Nadia stood on her balcony and watched the sun rise just over the mountains, a fresh cup of coffee in hand. Nadia had slept little, having spent the night unpacking the things she had brought. Jake had told her the penthouse was furnished, so her furniture went to storage. Empty boxes were scattered through the large open living room, but she was done unpacking. The only thing left unpacked was a box of Dan’s things that was shoved into her closet, out of sight and out of mind. She would never toss it, but wondered if she’d ever open it again.
The ringing of the phone cut into her thoughts. “This can’t be good news this early in the morning.”
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Dan had been dead close to a year. Nadia missed him but she did not miss the constant danger and chaos that was involved. He had been a gambler, but not a very good one, and this had strained their marriage many times. In the months before his death, Nadia believed the marriage was on its last legs, though she had held out hoping for a solution.Shaking herself from the intrusive and painful thoughts, she turned to the door. “I will get my purse and we will go if you insist on coming with me.”“I insist,” Jake said as the door closed behind her.The bank was in the neighboring town of Boulder City. It was a small bank, not even a chain. A friendly young manager who seemed to recognize
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Only a small reading light, that illuminated the spot above Nadia’s book as she sat in bed reading, broke the darkness of the bedroom. Nadia was focused on the novel in her left hand and the warm tea in the other. She’d been unable to sleep even after several drinks at the bar. Jake had been holed up in his own penthouse all day reading about demons and how to avoid them and the infamous story of the devil at the crossroad. Nadia wasn’t offended by his absence but the distraction would be nice, she thought. A hollow knock on the door drew her attention. Half expecting Jake or Alan, she stood, pulling her silk kimono robe tighter around her body. The man on the other side was tall, intimidatingly so. His hair was slicked back, and he was wearing an immaculate suit. He inclined his head slightly at Nadia, playing
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Petrie Del-Ray was a talented counterfeiter; he didn’t just make cash either, he was talented in making fake credit cards, social security cards, and identification of all kinds. His neighbors and anyone who saw him believed he was a technician who fixed office equipment and casino machines. No one gave a second thought to Petrie’s van being at casino's, banks, and other businesses at odd hours.Jake ran into him as he came in pushing a large case on a dolly. Petrie’s chubby face broke into a smile. “I hear you have a job for me?”“I do,” Jake walked with him onto the elevator with Petrie, who barely reached his shoulder. He was heavy bodied and spoke with a thick Bronx accent. He had been a boxer up North for several years, how he’d ended up here in
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The sound of his phone somewhere in the room startled Jake awake. For a moment he couldn’t recall where he was, and then he plunged from the bed in search of his phone. He found it in his pants, which Nadia had tossed cross the room. He located it just in time.“Hello?” He replied, trying to sound like he wasn’t standing naked in someone else’s bedroom half asleep and dazed.The rouse didn’t work, Alan knew where he was and had been all day. “I am going on lunch and I have some errands to run. The new security recruits show up today.”“Lunch already?” Jake looked around for the clock, which was on the floor at an odd angle be
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Alan was standing in front of the casino enjoying the fresh night air when the man passed him. Alan instantly recognized that he was here for the money. “Excuse me! Stop right there.”The well-dressed man turned to Alan with a dark scowl, not used to being ordered about. “May I help you?”“No, I’m good. You’re here to meet my boss about a briefcase.” Alan walked closer, hoping to keep this at least somewhat civil. He was a little taken aback by the man’s black eyes. “Come with me.”“How do you know who I am?” The man followed Alan to the back of the casino past the machines and into an elevator.
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The bank, as expected, wasn’t any help. Jake was standing behind Nadia as she sifted through papers on the table. He was as frustrated as she with the lack of help from the bank or any of the credit card companies she’d called. H mad an irritated sound behind her, “I guess we’re headed to Arizona then. We’ll drive down and stop just across state lines to search for storage units. Bring that statement with the charges on it. He probably didn’t go too far across the line. That wouldn’t make sense.”“Should I get packed? How long do you think we will be gone?” Nadia looked up at him, her eyebrow raised. “Is this going to take longer than a day?”“
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It was just before noon when they arrived back at the casino. Jake sat at the kitchen table in his penthouse reading through on-line pages about demonic contracts. Nadia went downstairs to procure food and some coffee for them both since neither had eaten or slept and the sustenance would at least somewhat keep them awake for the next few hours.When she came in with the little push cart, Jake glanced up and smiled in approval. “That looks amazing. I think I have a solution.”“What’s that?” Nadia poured coffee for Jake and set it beside his laptop before setting the plate of eggs and bacon beside it.Jake held up and old looking piece of paper. “This is my contract. See? My bloody fi
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