Nick set his glass on the table after a small sip, and Paddy
did the same. “Good then. Shall we take this upstairs?”
The bodyguards backed the four of them against the railing
as their boss walked by. They fell into step behind Paddy, and
Kelly and the others followed, with Mikey bringing up the
rear. They were instructed to wait for the next elevator, then
left without escort in the vestibule.
“What the hell?” Kelly asked as soon as they were alone.
“Why not just have us meet them in the room?”
Nick cleared his throat, looking a little sick. “A lobby full
of people just saw a Boston police detective having a drink
with a mob boss. Did you see the tourist with the camera on
the floor above us?”
Kelly shook his head.
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“Added security,” Julian commented. “One hint at
corruption and it could bring the police force to its knees. I
like it.”
Nick scowled at Julian. “Try not to keep reminding me
that you’re not a good person, okay?”
“I will do my very best.”
“I’m so nervous,” JD announced. “I might throw up on
this suit.”
Kelly shook his head. “You throw up, I throw up. Nobody
wants that in an elevator.”
JD laughed shakily.
“It’ll be fine,” Nick said. “Just keep your mouth shut unless
they ask you a direct question. Don’t try to play them, just
answer honestly.”
Kelly stood beside Nick, staring at his profile, waiting