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“Hi,” she simply says in a reserved demeanor as she shakes hands with Trey and me.
“The other two are Alpha 9,” he says turning back toward the door. “We call them Bolt and Romeo.” He smiles back at them as they strut toward us. “Bolt was a highly decorated Army Ranger and can move-out like no one I’ve ever seen,” he says flashing him a big grin. Bolt is the tallest of the bunch at probably six four or six five. He has a lanky build and reaches us in a couple quick strides. “I look forward to helping out,” he says greeting us before taking a spot behind Jules. With a reddish-brown crew cut, matching goatee and dark brown eyes he also has the most menacing look of the bunch.
“Romeo was with Seal Team Six, which isn’t officially called that anymore,” Anthony continues. “You’ll want to make sure he isn’t left alone with Mandy for too long,” he teases Trey, giving him a slap on the back.
“It’s a pleasure,” Romeo says, lifting my hand to his lips and giving it a kiss. His dark hair, angular jawline and shimmering hazel eyes make it easy to see how he would be a pretty successful ladies man.
“He has always lived up to his nickname,” Bolt says with a laugh, punching him in the arm.
“I’ll let that slide,” Trey tells him jokingly as the three of them exchange handshakes. “I have zero combat training, so I don’t think I would stand a chance anyway.” He smirks and shakes his head.
“Hey, but we’re on your side, so that’s all you’ll ever need,” Anthony assures him with a nod. “Now, let’s get everyone where they need to be. Who do we need to protect and where are we going to consolidate them?”
“I would like someone to stay here with my brother,” Trey says, pulling out his phone to look at his notes. “We need to pick up Tommy’s receptionist, Becky, because she is most likely in danger. We also need to get Bill’s daughter and her husband, maybe his wife, too. Bill was the one found dead this afternoon.”
“Okay, so Bolt, I’m going to station you here,” Anthony says checking him off the list. “Is your current limo driver still in the building?”
“Yes, he is hanging out with the car in the ambulance garage,” Trey informs him. Anthony pauses for a moment and you can just see the wheels turning as he formulates a plan off the cuff.
“Here’s what we’ll do,” he says jotting down a few words on his little notepad. “We’ll throw a jacket on Romeo and a dress on Jules and they will leave in the limo with Tony. This will flush out anyone who is hanging out waiting for you,” he says, looking back and forth between the four of us. “If you get out of here unmolested, you can stop and pick up Becky and the others. Where would you like to consolidate everyone?” he asks Trey.
“The top floor of Trump Tower,” Trey immediately replies. “Dad owns the north unit and Vanessa’s parents own the south one, so we have control of the entire floor. You two can hang out in the common area and keep an eye on both the stairwell and the elevator from there.”
“That’s perfect,” Anthony confirms. “If your mother, Vanessa or any of these other people need to go anywhere, Tony will drive them and Romeo will ride shotgun. We’ll be able to get two more men by tomorrow afternoon if needed.”
“What about us?” I ask, assuming we would be paired up with Anthony.
“I have a bulletproof SUV in the parking lot out front,” he says with a smirk. “I want you two in scrubs and you can give your clothes to Romeo and Jules. Then I’ll take you wherever you want to spend the night.”
“So we will be separated from the rest?” Trey asks, looking for confirmation.
“Yes. Since you two are in the most immediate and obvious danger, we want to sell the idea that you are actually with the others. We have to assume that someone is watching and tracking you. That’s why the most crucial aspect is to make them believe that you guys are leaving with Tony,” he says looking between us.
“It does seem as if they have been watching our every move,” Trey says. “The fact that a black sedan messed with us on the way here was really freaky.”
“Where do you have your cellphone coverage?” Anthony asks Trey with a suspicious look in his eyes.
“AT&T, why?” Trey replies.
“Is it a private account in your name?” he asks raising his eyebrows.
“No…” Trey replies, having an instant realization. “Fuck! We’ve always had our phones through Dad’s corporate plan. Oh my God.” He slaps his forehead and throws his head back. “Tommy has access to all of our accounts!” He shakes his head with a look of disbelief.
