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  Green Eyes in Las Vegas

  By

  A. R. Winters

  Green Eyes in Las Vegas

  Copyright 2013 by A. R. Winters

  This book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only.

  This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.

  All trademarks mentioned herein are respected.

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  Green Eyes In Las Vegas (A Tiffany Black Story)

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  When cupcake-loving croupier and private investigator Tiffany Black witnesses a handsome, green-eyed man making a getaway after an art heist, she finds her normally chaotic life becoming even more complicated.

  Tiffany flits between her two new cases – investigating the missing Van Gogh, and the murder of a Hollywood starlet with a secret life. When her investigation takes an intriguing turn and a man with mesmerising green eyes comes into her life, Tiffany starts to wonder if this man might be the missing link between both crimes.

  As she follows the investigation from movie sets to museums, danger strikes a little too close to home when Tiffany discovers that not only was the murdered starlet being stalked, someone with a deadly motive appears to be watching her too…

  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Chapter Thirty

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Chapter Thirty-Three

  Chapter Thirty-Four

  Chapter Thirty-Five

  Chapter Thirty-Six

  Chapter Thirty-Seven

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  Chapter One

  I was walking down the street, minding my own business, when the man fell out of the sky.

  He landed lightly on his feet and a parachute drifted to the ground behind him. I watched in silence as he unclipped the billowing fabric, bundled it neatly into a tiny roll that fit under his arm, and noticed me staring at him.

  If I’d been thinking straight, I would have screamed.

  But it was three o’clock on a Monday morning and I was standing on a deserted Vegas side-street. I’d left the bright, garish lights of the Strip behind me, and this street was as unexciting as it got – a tall apartment complex on one side, and the high, window-less wall of a small-time convention center on the other.

  Anyone who reads the papers, watches the news, or is even vaguely aware of how the world works, knows that when a woman meets a strange man in a deserted side-street in the wee hours of the morning, he’s more likely than not to be a thug, rapist, or murderer. Or all three.

  But instead of screaming and running away, I stood there, frozen like a Greek statue, my mouth gaping, mesmerized by the man’s gorgeous green eyes.

  Sure, he was wearing a black ski-mask that covered the rest of his face. And yeah, he had just parachuted out of nowhere, wearing an expensive-looking black business suit, along with the ski-mask and parachute. If I’d been anywhere else, his strange dress-sense would’ve bothered me, but this was Vegas; I figured the man was just taking part in one of those high-adrenaline sports that are all the rage these days.

  He winked at me, and I felt my knees turn to jelly. I stared as he turned around and walked up to a red Ferrari, parked half a block away. The view as he walked away was a feast for hungry eyes, but he reached the car all too quickly, stepped in and drove away.

  I stood there by myself, still rooted to the spot, as the car disappeared over the horizon.

  I’ve never been a fan of sappy rom-coms. I’ve always known that love and romance don’t happen in real life the same way they do in the movies, and I’m cynical enough to know that no man could ever be half as perfect and charming and handsome as any of the leads in popular movies.

  But I still stood there, on that deserted street, half-expecting Green Eyes to drive back and whisk me away with him. Or, at the very least, drive back and ask for my number.

  After a while, when the street remained empty, common sense revisited me. I headed back home, replaying the events over and over in my mind. The way his eyes twinkled, the way he winked, the way he walked away so suavely.

  The man was probably just another visitor to Vegas, someone who’d be on a flight back home in a couple of hours. Most likely, I’d never see him again. But that didn’t stop me from creating a fantasy life for the two of us as I trudged home…

  Chapter Two

  It was almost four when I reached my tiny condo and after a long night of dealing cards to hopeful gamblers, I could barely keep my eyes open.

  I dumped my mail on the coffee table, where it joined a growing pile, and glanced at the dying cyclamen that was sitting in a pot on my kitchen windowsill. The place needed a vacuum and the kitchen needed a mop, but that would have to wait. It also needed some artwork on the walls, decent curtains and a light bulb needed changing – but all those things would have to wait, too. I was exhausted.

  I’d purchased my condo with my own meager savings a few months back, thanks to the collapsing Vegas real estate market. The building is run-down, with the Home Owner’s Association unable to raise fees for proper security guards or a fancy pool area, but that suits me fine. It’s within walking distance of the Strip, my friend Glenn lives downstairs, and hopefully I’ll move somewhere nicer as soon as I can afford to.

  I was asleep within minutes of my head hitting the pillow, and the next thing I knew, light was streaming in through my bedroom window and my cell phone was buzzing.

  I reached out to switch it off, but relented and groggily answered when I noticed the caller ID, wondering what the hell was going on.

  “Hi, Tiffany!” Emily Sinclair sounded annoyingly alert. “I didn’t wake you up, did I? Wasn’t yesterday your day off?”

  “No,” I grumbled, trying my best to sound coherent. “I had to go in after all. But it’s fine, I’m up now.”

  “Oh…” Emily paused. “How are you?”

  “Same as last week. Still between cases.”

  I’d just become an accredited private investigator in the hope of being able to quit my job at the casino, and on my very first case, I’d uncovered the person behind multi-millionaire Ethan Becker’s murder. Although this early success had infused me with more cockiness than I deserved, and some deep-rooted hopefulness, it didn’t mean that clients were lining up around the block to hire me. Yet. I was still crossing my fingers and hoping for the best.

  A quick glance at the clock showed me that it was almost twelve, so Emily was probably taking an early lunch break. Her work as an LVMPD detective was pretty stressful and, although we were reasonably good friends, she wouldn’t be calling in the middle of
the day unless there was something important she wanted to talk about.

  “I’m sure something’ll come up,” she said. “But right now I’m dying to know – how was the dinner?”

  I frowned and rubbed my eyes, and then I remembered. “Right.” I’d completely forgotten to update Emily. “Did Nick tell you anything?”

  “I asked him how it went and he shrugged and said something like ‘Mehhrghw.’”

  I laughed. “Yeah, that sums it up. Maybe we’ll stay friends, but it’s not going to be romantic.”

  “Bleh.” Emily sounded disappointed and I felt a quick pang of guilt. After all, she was the one who’d set us up, and Nick was her co-worker, so things might be awkward for her. But was it my fault the chemistry wasn’t there?

  “He was a bit boring,” I said.

  “He’s cute, he’s funny and he’s a nice guy. Nice guys don’t just fall from the sky.”

  I smiled to myself. “Actually…”

  “What? You’ve met someone else?”

  I sighed. “Not quite.” I found myself telling Emily the whole story, ending with Green Eyes’ driving away.

  She was silent for a few long seconds after I’d finished my tale, and then she said, “Tiff. You’ve got to come into the station and make a statement.”

  I laughed nervously. “So, now it’s a crime to see a man jumping off a building?”

  “No. But the street where you saw this guy… It was the little side street just off The Cosmo Hotel, wasn’t it?”

  “Yea-eah.” I was awake enough to recognize the heavy feeling in the pit of my stomach.

  “I’m pretty sure the guy leaped off Ascend Towers.”

  “So?”

  “We just had a burglary report. Someone stole a Van Gogh from the Ascend Towers penthouse.”

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  I was on hold briefly while Erika transferred me to Detective Elwood, who she said was working the Ascend burglary. While I waited, I remembered my view of the man walking away, and the heavy feeling in my stomach got worse. In addition to the bundled-up parachute under his arm, he’d also had a narrow poster tube slung across his back.

  “Yeah.”

  Elwood’s gruff voice startled me and I sputtered, “Uh, huh-hello. This is Tiffany Bl-”

  “Yeah. Sinclair says you witnessed something.”

  I rolled my eyes. The man had the raspy voice of a two-pack-a-day smoker and the condescending tone of a man who knew everything.

  “Yes,” I said. “I saw a man jumping off a building on Cecil Stree-”

  “Did you actually see him jump out?”

  “No, I heard a noise behind me and turned around just in time to see him land. He-”

  “But you didn’t see him actually jump?”

  “No, I-”

  “Was he behaving suspiciously in any way?”

  The man’s interruptions annoyed me, but I thought back to Green Eyes’ behavior. He’d winked at me, but surely that wasn’t too suspicious? Surely an attractive man might want to wink at me. “I guess not.”

  “Then what makes you think he’s tied up with the burglary?”

  “I don’t – I mean – maybe he’s not.” I didn’t want to believe that Green Eyes was involved in anything illegal; I’d much rather think of him as a thrill-seeking urban-sports lover.

  “Then why was Sinclair dumb enough to think I’d want to talk to you?”

  I felt a flash of loyalty toward Emily, sucked in my breath, and spoke quickly so Elwood couldn’t interrupt me. “He was wearing a ski-mask and carrying a poster tube and a parachute.”

  Elwood was silent for a second and then he said, “Come into the station to make the report. Can you make it within the hour?”

  “Yeah,” I felt my heart sink. I didn’t really want to talk to Elwood or get involved in this, but I didn’t see how I could say no.

  “Good.”

  He hung up before I could say anything else, and I cursed myself silently, hoping that Green Eyes wasn’t really involved in anything illegal.

  Chapter Three

  Whooshing out the door soon after waking up is not my idea of how the day should start.

  I grumbled to myself about cops who had nothing better to do than rush me out of my own home, and people who never let me finish my sentences. I tried to tame my frizzy brown hair and gave up quickly, pulling it into a low ponytail. Autumn had kicked in, and the temperature wasn’t meant to go beyond eighty today, so I found a clean pair of black slacks and a green top to wear. Stilettos seemed too fancy for a quick visit to the police station, so I settled for sensible black ballet flats, grabbed my all-purpose big tote, and headed out the door.

  I steered my beat-up old Accord toward the police station, avoiding the stupid tourists on the road who didn’t know how to drive, and a niggling doubt bothered me – had Elwood criticized Emily on purpose, just to make sure I told him everything I knew?

  Once I reached the station, I waited only a few minutes before I was ushered through the modern, sterile halls to the open area where Elwood’s desk was. The moment I saw him, I realized there was no way he was smart enough to have tricked me into revealing what I knew – he was a chubby, grumpy figure of a man, slumped over his desk with some paperwork. Stubble covered most of his face, and the visible rest was contorted into what seemed like a permanent grimace. One hand gripped a large, white coffee mug, and when he noticed me and looked up, I saw that he was squinting with annoyance.

  Elwood looked exceptionally displeased to see me. He nodded toward the chair in front of him, and as I sat down, he took another sip of his coffee. It looked weak and watery, and judging from the rolls of fat that hung off his neck, I guessed that his drink contained more cream and sugar than caffeine.

  “Tiffany Black?”

  “Yes.”

  “So you decided to show up?”

  He made a big show of looking at his watch and I stifled a grimace. “I’m only five minutes late. Traffic was crazy a–”

  “Oh no, that’s fine.” His voice was laced with sarcasm. He spread his hands wide apart, and I noticed the gold wedding band on one of his pudgy fingers. “I’m happy you made it at all. I know how you women like to make a late entrance. My ex-wife was the same, always running late when we had to go somewhere.”

  “Oh.” I shifted uncomfortably, wondering what to say.

  “So, tell me what you saw.” He smiled at me, like he was indulging a toddler who claimed to have seen a unicorn. “Where were you? What time?”

  “Three a.m.,” I said, and tried to describe the location as best I could.

  “What were you doing there at three?”

  “Walking home from work.”

  “Oh?”

  It was clear that despite my conservative outfit, he thought I was one of Vegas’ many prostitutes, so I quickly added, “I’m a dealer at The Treasury Casino.”

  “Huh.” He narrowed his eyes and looked at me carefully. “My ex is a dealer, too. You know, you even look a bit like her. Same kind of hair, same cunning eyes.”

  This conversation was getting a bit awkward. I’d never heard anyone describe my eyes as cunning before, and before I knew it, I was saying, “When did you get divorced?” Elwood narrowed his eyes and I quickly said, “Right. Never mind. As I was saying…” What was I saying?

  “Two months,” Elwood said. “She’ll change her mind in a bit, she’s always changing her mind on stuff. That’s why I still wear my ring. Women, huh?”

  “Yeah, women,” I said. I nodded my head and tried to sound as though I, too, found all women exasperating and fickle.

  His eyes shone and he leaned forward. “You say something they don’t like, they pitch a fit. What’m I meant to do, stand there quietly like some whipped loser?”

  “Uh-hunh,” I said, nodding slowly. “Exactly.”

  Maybe my voice had a hint of sarcasm that I couldn’t disguise, or maybe some pity showed through eyes. Either way, Elwood leaned back and seemed to remember that he didn’t
want to talk to me. He took a dejected sip of his sugary coffee, and tapped his pen awkwardly.

  “So, this guy?”

  I repeated the story of Green Eyes’ Earth landing once more, my words coming out in a rush. Now that I knew about the former Mrs. Elwood, all I could see sitting in front of me was a tiny, sad man covered in layers of cookie dough. It wasn’t pleasant – kind of like seeing a naked bogeyman.

  Elwood listened blankly, not asking any questions, until I was done talking.

  “So, that’s it,” I finished lamely. “I guess I should get going.”

  “Sure.”

  We exchanged awkward goodbyes; Elwood seemed as relieved as I that our chat was over, and I headed out, wondering if what I’d seen would even contribute to the burglary investigation in any way. He hadn’t seemed to take what I’d said very seriously, and other than getting to hear some wisdom about women, I felt like my time had been wasted.

  I was about to leave the parking lot when my phone buzzed.

  Chapter Four

  “Tiffany Black?” I hadn’t recognized the number, and now I didn’t recognize the voice. It was female, deep and smooth: clearly the voice of someone who was used to being listened to. “My name’s Samantha Sanders. Sophia told me about you?”

  I smiled involuntarily, my eyes seeing dollar bills before me.

  Sophia was my first – and so far last – client. An ex-stripper turned casino-owner’s wife, turned casino-owner’s widow, she’d been accused of killing her husband. After I managed to prove her innocence, she promised to refer me to people she knew. I’d been waiting for one of her wealthy buddies to give me a call, and hopefully hire me to do some easy, well-paying work.

  And now here I was, speaking to Samantha. I mentally took back all the grumbling I’d done about Sophia forgetting me.

  “Sophia spoke really well of you,” Samantha was saying, “and I’d like to hire you for some work. It’s a bit urgent – can you come chat with me today?”

  “Of course.” I had nothing planned for today, and I knew these high-powered types were always busy. “I can come over straight away.”

 

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