Filthy riches, p.43
Filthy Riches, page 43
Not quite a peacock . . . but definitely not a chameleon. He’s not quite seeking recognition though, which is useful to me. I need a snake, not a chameleon.
“Of course,” I reply after a moment of savoring my tequila. Forget the flavoring, the mixings. Just let me savor the oaky vanilla tones of the extra anejo tequila while the agave essence sort of plays in my nose. “It went well.”
“I apologize that he didn’t leave with the girl. When I pointed her in his direction, I assumed he’d—”
“Never assume anything,” I say, looking over at the man. Intelligent, and with striking eyes that most people assume is a product of his upbringing. I know different, and know the fire inside them burns with hatred for Thomas Goldstone. Yes, he’s definitely not a chameleon.
But he’s not half the hunter he thinks he is, either.
He expects that by playing Judas to Goldstone, he will garner himself favor with me. I can’t blame him for the blossoming hope, since I planted the seed myself and have watered it with unspoken promises over these past few months.
The man has a future, as long as he keeps his eyes open. The very same knife he’s helping me to slip into Thomas Goldstone can quickly be turned on him as well if he decides to think beyond what he’s told.
“It doesn’t matter. The Golden Boy has shown his weakness. All that glitters isn’t gold.”
“Excuse me, sir?”
I sigh and finish off my tequila. Perhaps my operative isn’t quite as smart as he pretends to be. But at the same time, it reassures me. The man isn’t smart enough to realize he’s being played.
For a man who is betraying his employer, he still has an ironic blind spot. He’s not very good at planning, just executing the plans of others.
“Piece of advice. There is a time when you set up, and plan, and project, and scheme. But there comes a time to just push that first domino and see what happens. Knowing when to do each . . . that’s power.”
My man says nothing, watching as the governor clears his throat and the party starts back up, tension starting to melt away . . . but I can see that many people won’t forget the scene Goldstone created.
Least of all, the governor.
“Sir . . . what shall we do about him?” my man asks. “Any man confident enough to just walk away from Governor Langlee like that . . .”
I can’t help but grin as I think through my plans. Goldstone is on his way to becoming a large enough problem that drastic measures will need to be used. It’s not that I’m averse to that methodology, and in fact, I’ve nurtured a healthy relationship with operatives beyond the law.
But I prefer to stick with the quieter approach I’ve plotted, so as not to draw more attention to the famous Golden Boy.
I want the man crushed . . . not a martyr.
And there are so many, many ways to cut your enemy’s legs out from under him. Quiet or loud, mercilessly or kindly, with confrontation or from the shadows.
“I have an idea . . . but for now, enjoy the party. After all, you have connections to make yourself, yes?”
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