A Bridge To Treachery From Extortion To Terror - Plot & Excerpts
You were a grunt, right? Airborne? All that shit?” “Yeah.” “Sneaky peeky?” “Infantry.” “Patrolling. Long-range reconnaissance. Behind the lines?” “C’mon, Calvin.” “Hang tight, kid. I’ll talk to you later.” Click. Oh, great, Lou thought. Terrific. Now on top of a stock market stuck in the toilet all year, the branch manager, Swisher, starts poking around at his military career. Like, how in the hell does Ranger training translate into even one crusado in commissions, baby? The room was high, dim, and deeply carpeted. On the wall beside the cherry wood double doors, brass letters read: Pierson Browne & Company, Member of the New York Stock Exchange. Well-dressed young lions at rows of desks in the center of a horseshoe of glass offices whispered into telephones and pecked at personal computer keyboards. A projection of the stock ticker marched along the front wall, entertaining a gaggle of old men camped in leather sofas and overstuffed chairs. Lou dragged his clutch of client profiles, neatly filed and tabbed, across the blotter.
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