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Elaine’s, late.

Stone Barrington breezed into the restaurant and found his former NYPD partner, Dino Bacchetti, waiting for him, Scotch in hand.

A waiter set a Knob Creek on the rocks before Stone, and he took a large sip.

“Where have you been?” Dino asked.

“You mean for the past week?”

“You’ve been gone a week?”

“Dino, remember when I went to Lakeland, Florida, to ground school for the new airplane? For a week?”

“That’s where you’ve been?”

“No. I’ve been in Vero Beach, Florida, for flight training.”

“For a week?”

“For three days.”

“You have a new airplane?”

“Not exactly. I had the engine removed from my Piper Malibu Mirage and replaced with a turbine – that’s a jet engine, turning a propeller. So now it’s called a JetProp, and it’s like a new airplane, and because it’s like a new airplane, my insurance company insisted I have flight training in it from a guy named John Mariani, in Vero Beach.”

“Whatever you say.”

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