Chapter 42: Gaining a Few More Holes
Chapter 42: Gaining a Few More Holes
Santa Monica, Third Street Promenade Parking Lot
In the dark confines of his Mondeo, Hawk adjusted the Midnight Entertainment press pass around his neck one last time and checked his handheld video camera. Everything was ready.
Moments later, his burner phone buzzed.
“Are you there?” came Cole’s voice. “We’ll be there soon for the deal—five minutes at most. Our car is a champagne-colored Cadillac.”
Hawk, maintaining his fake persona, replied smoothly, “The quantity you’re asking for is too risky. LAPD and DEA are fishing hard these days. I need Downey himself to handle the transaction alone.”
In the Cadillac, Cole sighed, glancing at Downey. “These guys are out of line. No respect for protocol...”
Downey, overhearing the conversation, was too far gone to care. High and desperate for more, he waved it off. “It’s nothing. I’ve done this before. It’s exciting! Call it method acting—prepping for a future role!”
“Fine,” Cole relented into the phone. “No problem.”