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Bait and Switchby Larry Brooks
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The man: Wolfgang Schmitt: former model, newly single, habitual wiseass. Its a profile only his ailing mother could love—but it makes him perfect for one thing . . .
The bait: Billionaire Nelson Scott wants Schmitt to seduce his wife—setting off a prenuptial clause that will keep her hands off his money. The job pays a million bucks just for trying. Another four if Schmitt pulls it off. All he has to do is say yes . . .
The switch: Next thing he knows, hes dealing with a lot more than he bargained for. Like Scotts gorgeous, stiletto-sharp lawyer. A couple of shady suits who may or may not be Feds. And a few more dead bodies than hes used to. But in the big leagues of money and power, Schmitt happens.
All things considered, it was a great night to die. The requisite literary elements were in place - horizontal rain in the headlight beams, a deserted and utterly dark winding road, an impossibly late hour for a business meeting. And of course, motive. Without motive there would be no story. Without motive, all you had was an accident.
Funny, how four billion dollars splashes a dollop of paranoia onto the lens of ones worldview. Which was why, like a fly repeatedly slamming against the window of his otherwise quiet accountants existence, his bosss words buzzed in his mind as he drove through the storm to meet with the man.
Willing to bet the farm here, son? Your entire career? Mine?
Four days, and the words still echoed. The more he listened to them, the harder he thought about it, the more he suspected the fly was him.
Heres the four billion dollar question - other than you and me, who knows about this?
On any other night on any other road he would be surfing his collection of MP3s on one of his Apply toys, a menagerie which ranged from alt rock to rap metal. His new girlfriend abhorred both - she preferred light jazz with a glass of chardonnay - but tonight his mind was filled with weightier issues, such as the end of life as he knew it.
Dont show this to anyone, dont mention it, dont even hint at it. Code your files, shred any copies. A leak could kill us, not to mention our client. You tell me which is worse.
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