Chapter 9
Laughing, Julio skipped down the stairs. “I know better than that. Don’t play video games with this man, he’s a hustler.”
Julien laughed. “We’ll see about that.”
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Highland Park
Red Oaks
Late Wednesday afternoon/early evening
It took thirty minutes to get back out to the Highland Park residence. When they arrived, most of the cars in the driveway were gone. The limousine pulled around the back of the mansion, Richard thought it was too big to call a house. To his surprise, there were six more limousines and six Navigators parked in front of an enormous garage.
Julio jumped out of the first limousine. “Let’s go inside, I’m hungry. Richard?”
“It seems like I just ate, but I’m hungry too.” Richard glanced around Julio to see if they were alone. “Do you see that string?”
Julien smiled softly. “You see a string?”
“It’s strange. There is a yellow string as fine as a single hair. I keep trying to brush it away, but my hand goes straight through it.”