5/28/2023 0 Comments Persuader by Lee ChildListened for the sound of a phone in the house. I put the keys in my pocket and slid out of the seat. There was an electric tire compressor and a pile of used rags. There were oil cans and buckets and old bottles of wax polish. There were shelves filled with the kind of junk that piles up in a garage. I drove the Cadillac inside and killed the motor. The garage on the left-hand end had its door open and was standing empty. I guessed the quiet mechanic lived up there. The hayloft had been converted into an apartment. The horse stalls had been knocked together to make four garages. It had granite cobblestones in front of it and a vented cupola on the roof to let the smell out. It had probably been a stable back when the house was built. The garage block stood on its own inside a small walled courtyard. I looped all the way around the carriage circle again and headed down the south side of the house. Duke shook himself awake and followed him. I ignored him and hustled up the driveway and stopped on the carriage circle right next to the door. The lights were blazing all along the top of the wall. I came up on the palm-shaped promontory and drove out onto the rock finger and aimed straight for the house. I drove smoothly and gently and found all the right roads.
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