The Keys of Hell

The Keys of Hell Read Free

Book: The Keys of Hell Read Free
Author: Jack Higgins
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bastards. Why the gun?”
    There was the sound of a shot. Vinelli braked to a halt and got the door open.
     
    I N THE MALL THE ONE WITH THE B ROWNING rammed it even harder into Chavasse.
    “A nice fat wallet here I’d say, so let’s stay friendly. You can call me Tommy.”
    Chavasse raised his right elbow, struck backwards into the face, turned sideways, pushing the Browning away, grabbed for the barrel, twisted it free and had the gun in his hand.
    “You should never get that close to anyone.”
    He pivoted, rammed the barrel of the Browning into the back of Tommy’s right knee and pulled the trigger. Tommy staggered into the wall and fell down with a cry.
    The other one backed away, hands raised.
    “Heh, man, don’t do it.”
    Vinelli arrived, a gun in his hand, Volpe behind him.
    They looked at Tommy lying on the ground and Chavasse tendered the Browning to Vinelli.
    “Not mine, his.” He looked down at the boy. “Terrible class of muggers these days. Not too competent.”
    Volpe held out his hand. “Mario Volpe, Sir Paul. We were worried about you so I figured we’d check the hotel. Aldo recognized you from London, so we were following. I mean, scum like this, what can I say?”
    “Not much, I expect. Can we go now?”
    “Sure.” Volpe turned to Vinelli. “Take care of this, Aldo. I’ll drive Sir Paul to the Trump, you follow on foot.”
    He took Chavasse by the arm and led him away. Aldo turned, reached for the youth who was standing and pulled him close.
    “You were supposed to jump him and wait for us to come to the rescue and what do we get? A gun, for Christ’s sake.”
    “It was Tommy. He’s on crack.”
    “Really?” Vinelli headbutted him, breaking his nose, sending him staggering.
    The youth started to weep, blood everywhere. “I’m sorry, Mr. Vinelli, but what do I do with Tommy?”
    “You get an ambulance. Three very large black guys beat up on you, and no fairy stories for the cops or the Rossi family will see to you on a more permanent basis.” He opened his wallet and took out ten hundred-dollar bills. “I said a grand and I’m a man of my word.” He dropped the money on Tommy.
    “I’ll do what you say, Mr Vinelli.”
    “You better had, kid.”
    Vinelli patted his face, turned his collar up against the rain and walked away.
     
    I N THE SITTING ROOM OF THE T RUMP Tower apartment, Volpe helped Chavasse off with his Burberry and placed it on a chair. Chavasse removed the rain hat and put it on the coat carefully.
    “Drink, Sir Paul? Martini? Champagne?”
    “Irish whisky,” Chavasse told him, “Bushmills for preference.”
    “Anything. We’ve got it all.”
    “Good.” Chavasse took a cigarette from his silver case. “And then you can tell me exactly what it is you want.”
    Vinelli came in and stood by the door, face impassive. Volpe got the whisky from the bar by the window and brought it over.
    “I don’t really want anything, Sir Paul. My uncle and you laid it out pretty clear at your meeting in London at the Dorchester. I mean, even Aldo here met you but I didn’t, so I figured it was time. I handle all the family’s legal business on both sides of the Atlantic. This whole deal is very important. I wanted to familiarize myself with you.”
    “And why would you want to do that?”
    “Well, on occasions, we’ll be working together, but hell, no problem there. Your record in the intelligence business is amazing.”
    “And how would you know that?”
    “Bureau records are on file at the Public Records Office in London. Sure, maybe they’re on a fifty-year hold, but there are always ways round that. The clerks aren’t very well paid. Give them ‘a few bob’ as you Brits say, and it’s amazing what you can get a copy of.”
    Chavasse finished his whisky. He said calmly, “What you appear to be saying is that you’ve been checking up on my past record quite illegally.”
    “Yes, but we’ve got to be careful with the London operation.”
    “Does the Don

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