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    Looking For Answers: Peninsula Heights, #3
    Looking For Answers: Peninsula Heights, #3
    Looking For Answers: Peninsula Heights, #3
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    Looking For Answers: Peninsula Heights, #3

    By Christiane France

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    When P.I. Marcus D’Angelo is asked to investigate the rumors of shakedowns and extortions in Little Italy involving Sal Ravello, he enlists the help of new neighbor and unemployed news reporter, Jake Reilly. Peninsula Heights has never had a problem with organized crime and Marcus doubts they have one now. He figures it’s most likely a falling out among friends that’s turned into an old-fashioned vendetta. Whatever the cause, it’s the perfect opportunity for Marcus to find out if the attraction he feels for Jake is mutual or merely wishful thinking on his part.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherChristiane France
    Release dateSep 15, 2016
    ISBN9781536564877
    Looking For Answers: Peninsula Heights, #3

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      Looking For Answers - Christiane France

      Looking For Answers

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      I was daydreaming about the new guy in my apartment building as I headed to where I’d left my car in the office tower’s underground parking, when I heard footsteps behind me. I tensed. I had nothing worth stealing other than a few dollars and the usual credit cards. Even so, muggings in badly lighted parking areas like this are a fact of life and I didn’t fancy being injured or possibly killed.

      A vehicle squealed its brakes coming down the ramp, and I turned around, fast, my heart in my mouth. Then I saw who it was and my breath escaped in a soft whoosh along with the tension and a sigh of relief.

      Tall, handsome, with a touch of silver in his dark hair, he was easily recognizable as the older version of his son, Pete. Chief Letouche! You just about scared the crap outa me.

      He grinned. Sorry, Marcus! Didn’t mean to do that. I was on my way up to your office, but I saw you get off the elevator and head this way, so I followed.

      I quickly searched my mind. As a private investigator, I walk a thin line with the cops. I couldn’t think of anything I’d done they might decide was illegal and I hadn’t taken or countenanced any questionable shortcuts. At least none that I was aware of. Is there a problem?

      He shook his head. Nope. You and your people are all in the clear. I’m here because I’m hoping you can do me a favor. Don’t worry, it’s nothing illegal. It’s personal. If you agree to take the job, I’ll pay the going rate for your time and any expenses incurred. But whether you take it or not, I need your assurance this conversation is strictly off the record.

      If I agreed to help him? He was the chief of police, I was a lowly P.I. I depended on his good graces for my license to operate. And his words were a dead give-away the job would be one of those damned if I do and damned if I don’t situations that could land me in a whole heap of trouble if I wasn’t careful. I decided it wouldn’t hurt to show the man some balls. Why can’t your people do it?

      Because it’s a personal matter. Cars were pulling out all around us, and a couple of guys glanced in our direction as they passed. He added, Is there somewhere private where we can discuss this? Preferably somewhere away from this noise and these godawful exhaust fumes.

      We can go upstairs to my office, or my ride’s over there. I pointed to a black SUV with a dented front bumper, sitting a few feet away.

      Car’s fine.

      The chief said nothing more until we were inside the SUV, then he said, This concerns my son’s friend, Mitch Ravello. I believe you know him and Pete.

      Friends? I’d just heard via the grapevine that Pete Letouche and Mitch were a lot more than that. I do. I was at school with them. What’s Mitch done?

      Nothing that I know of. This has to do with Mitch’s father, Sal Ravello, and the stories about his allegedly less-than-legal activities prior to the heart attack. After Sal got sick, I thought it would all die a natural death. That hasn’t happened because now someone seems to think Mitch has taken over the family business.

      You’re kidding. I swallowed the urge to laugh. You actually believe those stories people used to tell about old Sal shaking down local businesses, loan sharking and all that other stupid crap?

      The chief treated me to a stern look. It’s got nothing to do with believing or disbelieving, Marcus. As a cop, I work with evidence, witness statements and solid proof. When the rumors about Sal first started I’d just made detective and Mitch wasn’t much more than a toddler. Since then, there have been any number of accusations and wild stories. They were all investigated, but we found no proof of wrongdoing, no evidence to support any of the claims, and not one person who was willing to step forward and give us what was needed to lay charges. They said they were too scared of what would happen to them and their families. That anyone who opened his mouth or didn’t meet Sal’s demands would receive a visit from someone with a hammer. If Sal was guilty of any of the things people said, we found nothing to support it.

      Where was Sal while all this was going on? Did he have his own business or work for someone else?

      "Before he took sick, Sal managed a small trucking company that has an office in Little Italy. He’d worked there for years, and his employer spoke very highly of him. He was polite and cooperative with myself and my officers. He treated his neighbors with respect, paid his bills on time, and never ran afoul of the law that we’re aware of. We also checked the people who owned the trucking company in case they were the ones giving the orders, and they came up clean. No funny connections or contacts for any of them that we could

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