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“As you can tell, we’re a tight-knit community around here,” said Mike. “If you change your mind, let us know, and we’ll see if something doesn’t become available for you. Always happy to have beautiful new residents.” He gave a slimy, Cheshire cat grin to the women, and Faith stared at him.
“You do realize the resident would be our father, not us, right?”
“Yeah, yeah, of course,” he laughed. “See ya around, ladies. Charlene? Can I speak with you?” The woman nodded, turning to Teddy and his ‘daughters.’
“Ladies, please see yourselves out.” When they were alone, the women looked at each other, shaking their heads.
“Teddy, you should be glad we love you. This place would eat you alive.”
“Mike, I’m sorry,” she stammered.
“What the fuck were you thinking? A God-damn lawyer and her egghead sisters! Do you realize the problems that might have been created? We said we wanted rich, but we need rich and stupid or naïve. Take your pick.”
“I said I was sorry. Geez. It’s all fine now.”
“It’s fine because I handled it like I always do. Just do your damn job and make sure you vet these people before we interview them. I need them rich and stupid.”
“Sorry, Mike. I’ll do better.”
“See that you do. Now, I have to go buy condoms because Patti looks very hungry tonight.”
CHAPTER NINE
“When I suggested you take us to a nice lunch or dinner, this isn’t exactly what I had in mind,” frowned Erin.
“I know, babe. It’s not dinner. It’s lunch, and I just want to get a sense of what’s going on here.”
“Help you, folks?” asked the bartender as every man in the room turned to see the foursome. They all had to adjust their eyesight to the dim lighting of the bar. Compared to the glare outside, this was positively dismal.
“Just looking for a quick bite. Maybe a burger or some wings?” said Nine.
“Take a seat. I’ll be right with you.”
“Well, at least we weren’t kicked out,” said Gaspar. They took a seat in a booth, pushing their wives toward the seats against the wall. The bartender dropped off a one-page menu and four waters.
“Anything else to drink? A beer? Whiskey?”
“Diet soda for me,” said Alexandra.
“Same,” smiled Erin. The bartender frowned, nodding at the women.
“Two beers,” said Gaspar. He looked at Nine and nodded. They needed to attempt to fit into the crowd, and diet sodas weren’t going to do it.
“Be right back to take your orders,” he said.
“Actually, just make it two burgers, fries, two dozen wings, spicy, and whatever the girls want,” grinned Gaspar.
“Grilled chicken sandwich,” laughed Erin.
“I’ll have the same,” said Alexandra.
“Makes it easy, thanks.”
As they chatted casually about Atlanta and where to have dinner, the men took the opportunity to glance around the room. The walls were filled with photos of police officers, some retired, some dead. There was memorabilia from different departments, frames of patches, badges, and other items. This bar was all cop, and they were telling anyone who entered exactly who owned the place.
When the three from earlier that day walked in, Nine knew that they could have just placed themselves in trouble. No doubt they’d followed them from the hotel to the restaurant.
The three men looked at them but didn’t say a word, just giving a curt nod and heading to a table in the back of the bar.
