Free Missy's Gentle Giant by P D Miller Page A

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    Tony’s wife happened to be there
when the second call came two days later.  The guy told her she might be a
widow if Tony didn’t watch out.  She was so scared she wanted Tony to stop
working.  Again Gonzalo called DEA with no results.
    Two days later Marco picked up the
third call.  “ Think you’re smart huh?  But we’ll get you where it
hurts.  Time’s on our side.  We got plenty of time.”
    Gonzalo shook his head when Marco
suggested calling in the police.  Damn, DEA wouldn’t do anything, what
could the local police do?  Everyone in the family was edgy except Missy
who hadn’t been told about the calls.
    Two days later Gonzalo glanced up
when the phone continued to ring and saw only Missy in the office.  He
grabbed it and raked tired fingers through his hair.
    “ Too bad you’ve got a cute
little sister you can’t take on runs with you .”  The guy laughed
sadistically.  “ Told you we’ll get you where it really hurts .” 
Gonzalo’s blood ran cold.  This fourth call was the last straw.  In
spite of the fact he knew Missy couldn’t hear, he turned away from her, pushed
the buttons on the phone and dialed the DEA.  When they answered he sat
down and tried to breathe.
    “Look I’ve just been
threatened—it’s about my sister—you’ve got to do something.”
    “We have agents working on your
case already.”
    “Damn you!”  Gonzalo slammed
down the receiver and buried his face in his hands.
    Several minutes later he was
reaching for the phone to call the local police when it rang.  His voice
was shaky when he answered.
    “Have someone take Missy
home.  Be at the Holiday inn on 2nd in an hour.”
    “Charger?”
    “Find a way not to scare
anyone—maybe your mother—just do what I say.”
    Gonzalo held the receiver hearing a
dial tone.  He reached out and dialed.  “Mom I’ve got to ask a
favor.  Look, something important has come up with the trucks, and I need
an excuse to get Mis—Melissa home.”
    “Oh my!”
    “Now don’t get excited Mom, please
just help me, I can’t think—”
    “Okay, okay, I’m calming. 
Tell her I called because I suddenly came down with—oh tell her I’m sick and
need her.”
    “Yeah, I’ll send her with
Juan.  Keep him there too.” Gonzalo jumped up, walked over to Missy and
put his arm on her shoulder.  “Melissa, Mom just called and said she’s
feeling sick—vomiting I think.  How about if I have Juan take you home so
you can check on her?”
    Gonzalo called Juan.  “Look
man, something’s come up, and I need you to take Missy home because Mom’s not
feeling well.”
    “But the—”
    “Take her and check on Mom for me
will you?”
    “Yeah, sure.”
    “Stick around there in case she
needs something.”  Gonzalo forced a smile.  “Man, if Mom’s sick our
whole operation could shut down with no meals.”
    “Gotcha.”  Juan grinned and
started toward Missy.
    An hour later Gonzalo wandered into
the lobby of the Holiday Inn.  A bleached blond girl advertising her wares
in a low cut blouse and tight satin pants walked up to him.  “Are you
Gonzalo Sanchez?”  She smiled.
    “Yeah.”
    “Come with me.”  She crooked
her finger, a move which thoroughly disgusted Gonzalo.  “A special friend
sent me out here to get you.”  Reluctantly Gonzalo followed her through
the lounge and outside toward the rooms.  He was stunned by this cheap
blond and wondered if he was being led into a trap of some kind.  When she
rounded a corner, he hesitated, but she came back with a grin.  “Don’t
worry, sweetie.”  She smiled. “Ben’s all the man I need.”  Again he
followed her and stopped when she knocked on a door.  “Ben?  I
brought the guy you wanted.”
    “Yeah, sure.”  Ben opened the
door.  He was half dressed and didn’t look at Gonzalo while he stood back
and pulled the girl into his arms.  Gonzalo entered the room with shocked
surprise and stared.
    “Did I do good?”  She smiled
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