Page 22 of Killer Blonde


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It was a risky move to try and find a way to look into the building. I could miss his exit and have to start all of this shit over again once I tracked him down.

There was something nagging me in the back of my head that I needed to find out what was inside that building. I’d been in the game long enough to know that I had to listen to that gut feeling.

“If I were a rich, entitled, heroin supplier, where would I buy a place?” I thought out loud not too quietly as my feet carried me up the block.

The top floor.

I mean, I could have been wrong, but it didn’t feel like I was.

I imagined that sort of place had a private elevator or you at least had to have a special key card to access the top floors. No way I was walking in there and getting access.

So it looked like it would be one of the surrounding buildings, if I could even do that much. Most of these places all looked the same. I doubted I’d be able to find one where I could just walk in and make my way up to the roof.

My eyes scanned the buildings. One of them had a sign with balloons attached to it sitting on the sidewalk right outside the front door.

Open House.

Was this my lucky day? It kind of felt like it was.

I was wearing a suit so I didn’t hesitate to walk in the unlocked front door knowing I’d fit right in.

“Can I help you, sir?” the guard in the front lobby asked me right away.

“I was hoping to check out the open house.” I tucked my hand in my pocket casually which I knew would set him at ease.

It worked, and with a smile, he let me onto the elevator and hit the eleventh floor for me. It wasn’t the top but hey, I’d take what I could get right now.

The real estate lady latched onto me the moment I walked through the door. I would have guessed she could smell my money right away.

It worked for me.

I let her shamelessly bat her eyes at me and run her fingers over my arm as I asked her what seemed like innocent questions. This whole thing was taking me a bit longer than I’d hoped but I couldn’t do a damn thing about it.

The most important thing I got out of her was that this floor wasn’t allowed roof access, but she did flash me a key card letting me know that she had one available that did.

And the moment her back was turned, I swiped that sweet little card.

“I’ll let you help them. Mind if I look around?” I said once I noticed a couple walk through the door. Thank fuck for that, I was having a hard time shaking her.

“Sure, I’m here if youneed anything.”

No, I didn’t miss the seductive way she said that.

I forced a smile and once she walked away to show the couple the kitchen, I smoothly darted out the door.

On the roof, I studied the building that seemed a little too close. I liked my privacy and if I was going to pay out the ass for a place, I didn’t want to be able to tell what my neighbor was eating for dinner.

In fact…

I stopped myself right there.

I was no Tom Cruise. I shouldn’t have even been contemplating if I could jump to the next roof or not.

That would be monumentally stupid.

Or would it be?

I shook away the ridiculous idea and searched the windows across the way. Most of the curtains were wide open and I could clearly see into what appeared to be an office. Two men were talking, one of them was my target, the other I would have guessed as the man that had followed behind him. He looked more like a bodyguard than anything and I wondered why I hadn’t seen him before.