FACETS (JAKE SCARNE THRILLERS Book 6) - Plot & Excerpts
He put on gym shorts and an old Providence College sweatshirt and went to his kitchen, where he washed down three aspirins with half a bottle of Gatorade — destroying, he was sure, whatever lining was left in his stomach. Then, fighting an almost visceral urge to go back to bed, he called his office to say he would be “delayed”, set the timer on a pot of coffee and left his apartment. He took the elevator to the basement. An elderly couple that shared his ride stared at him, probably wondering how a vagrant got into their building. The rudimentary basement gym, with its old-style weight benches and barbells, jump ropes, stretching pulleys and heavy punching bag was deserted, as it usually was. Most residents, with memberships in upscale health clubs, wouldn’t sully their $400 track suits in the room, with its dirty floor mats, and pungent odor, a combination of sweat, mold and liniment. Scarne, who also belonged to health clubs and had carte blanch at N.Y.P.D.
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