As Chris Andaya opened the door, the phone rang. Only two people knew the number. This would either be good news, or not.
“Mr. Andaya, I’m glad I found you in.”
Andaya’s heart sank. “Yes.”
“I believe you were going to deal with our proctologist who’s in arrears today, Dr. Fu?”
“I was, right now.”
“There’s a change of plan. We’ve something more pressing. There is a gentleman, Rudy Alipio. He runs a barbershop on Hotel near River Street.”
Andaya froze. The same guy he’d followed home Wednesday night from Bon-Bon. “Yes.”
“Please see him immediately. I mean as soon as we hang up.”
“What does he owe you?”
“He owes me everything.”
The phone went dead. Andaya felt as if he’d gone dead, too. The best thing to do would be to find Denise and fly to the other side of the world.
Andaya feared no man. If he didn’t get this done and report to Yu, then let Yu and his boys come after him.
But what about Denise? Could harm come to her?
“Fuck!” Andaya slammed out the door.
The fear in Rudy’s eyes Wednesday, that hadn’t been just because Andaya was a frightening looking man. It was the fear that he knew something he shouldn’t.
Getting back together with Denise, Andaya had sworn he’d change. A year ago he might have followed the barber upstairs and finished him just in case.
He parked on River Street and trudged to the barber shop. It was 7:15.
Why did Byung Yu want this guy dead?
Andaya paused before the door. He could see the barber through the window, standing at his register, counting money, recording numbers in a ledger.
He pushed through the door, ringing the bell. The barber, without looking up, said, “Sorry, not open yet.”
Then he looked up, saw Andaya. He’d thought all was well when he’d lived past Wednesday night.
Rudy’s heart beat so hard he could barely breathe.
Andaya scanned the room, making sure they were alone.
Informant to the end, Rudy scribbled on a scrap of paper, “Andaya’s girlfriend knows about this.”
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Use it to inspire a piece of writing, and then post that piece of writing on your site and link back to me, or simply leave it as a comment below. I would love to read it.