Chapter 16

One week later . . .

Beverly was at home typing up a nightclub review for The N.Y. when her cell rang. The caller ID said Not Available, so she figured it was her contact.

“Hello?”

“Bev, it’s Devin. Look, I found that guy.” Devin was a guy she had known from Queens when she had lived there as a child. He was eight years older than. Even back then, he was the guy who could find anything, find anyone, or get you a hook-up for everything.

“Good. It’s been a month since I heard from you last. I thought you had given up.”

“If I had, I would have returned your three hundred bucks. If I can’t make good, I usually return my fee. He’s living above La Hacienda a block away from the Bronx. It’s a Mexican restaurant he and his old lady just opened. But, there’s a catch.”

Beverly rolled her eyes. “Of course, there is. What is it?&rdqu