In Love by Christmas: A Paranormal Romance Read Online Free PDF

days. I’d love to come by and see you. I never could leave you ladies alone. But I’m in New York, stranded high and dry.” He lowered his voice. “Some poon would go great right now, but I don’t know where to get it.” He listened for a moment, grinning broadly.
    “You got it. You know me—I want it top of the line and squeaky-clean. I’m not going to stick my dick someplace where it will rot off …
    “If you could give me a couple of addresses in Manhattan, I’d be so grateful. You wouldn’t even believe how grateful I’ll be.” Doug wrote something down. “Ah, thanks, sugar. You are the best. Now you get ready for a present, you hear? It will come in the mail. A nice present just for you.” He dialed another number and went through the same routine.
     
    “We’ve got five addresses.” The minute he’d finished his calls, Doug dropped his drunken, lewd persona and went back into the main part of the condo. He pulled out his laptop, entering the addresses on a map of Manhattan. They appeared on the big wall screen. Most were close by. “Where do you think she is?”
    “Wait,” Leroy said. “What did you do? Where did you get those addresses?”
    “I called up some old friends in the business and asked for help. Ladies back in California. They know where the best cathouses are here. They’d never tell the cops, but they would tell Doug Saunders, their biggest customer ever, outside Will Duane. Will and I fucked our way through life together for a long time. I was talking to madams in California, Leroy. They spotted me the local, top-of-the-line establishments.”
     
    “I’ve got it,” Hannah said. “I’ll download it and then we’ll get to work.” She turned to her staff. “Keep going. Find the records for the other apartments. This may not be the one.”
    Hannah manipulated the file displayed on her screen, focusing and enlarging portions. “Leroy, this is the floor plan of the first of our potential sites. I lifted it off of the building department records. Fortunately, the building is new enough to have digital records. And now I’m going to do this.”
    The image on the screen broke into sections. One displayed the floor plan of the apartment the California madam had targeted. Four other areas showed fuzzy views from inside the apartment. Hannah manipulated the images and they became clearer. They were views of rooms taken from inside the flat.
    “This is the ultimate spy-ware,” Hannah smiled. “A simple chip inside each Numenon device and we can snoop wherever it ends up. I convinced Mr. Duane to install the chips in all Numenon products. He complained about legality, but now we’ll see how useful the chips are.”
    A fat man with a sandwich walked across the screen. “That’s probably his TV picking him up and broadcasting him.” They couldn’t hear what he said, but they could see everything in the room.
    “The chip only works if a Numenon device is in a space. If one isn’t in the room, but is in the apartment, we still can see patterns of hot and cold in the other areas.” This wasn’t the apartment where Cass was held. It was big, but there weren’t enough warm bodies in the bedrooms. The screen in the living room showed a sole occupant, the fat, middle-aged man. Whatever Doug’s contact said, this wasn’t the foyer of a house of prostitution.
    The operatives pulled down records and floor plans for the other addresses Doug had gotten.
    “It’s there,” Leroy pointed to the map. He didn’t need to look at the screen as the floor plan unfolded across it. The apartment was huge by New York standards. The plans showed at least seven bedrooms, but the patterns of warmth showed those had been bisected. The place was crawling with people.
    “They must have Numenon products all over. TVs in every room. Probably showing porn,” Hannah said. “Let’s see.” A large screen TV gave them a complete view of the living room. Another big TV on the opposite wall played