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    crossing lines for maura

    Story written on July 14, 2012 by mauraandapriest-NEVER.
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    ”Quiet!” Alvaro intoned, and the room went silent. ”It seems we have a Mexican standoff with this pretty lady. And seen as I like my good looks everyone’s gonna remain calm. Yes?” He stated more than asked. A slight grin at the edge of his mouth making cold shards race up Jane’s back. The meaty

    ”Quiet!” Alvaro intoned, and the room went silent.

    ”It seems we have a Mexican standoff with this pretty lady. And seen as I like my good looks everyone’s gonna remain calm. Yes?” He stated more than asked. A slight grin at the edge of his mouth making cold shards race up Jane’s back.

    The meaty hand on the .45 relaxed slightly although the man muscle looked extremely displeased. Jane had a sudden absurd image of him reaching across the tiny table and snapping her in two.

    ”Now my little dessert flower. You want to tell me who you are and what the hell kind of death wish you got, coming into my favourite cantina and putting a gun to my face. Ballsy I’ll admit, but ***** stupid.” Alvaro drawled.

    Jane didn’t hesitate. She knew the rules from Doyle. Show weakness: Die. Hesitate: Die.

    Jane jerked her head towards Carlos. ”Einstein over here, been ***** with Paddy Doyle’s daughter. You take this warning and leave her alone or I kill you both here and now.” Jane replied, infecting her speech with as much Rizzoli cockiness as she could.

    Carlos at her right stilled and from the corner of her eye it seemed he went paler than milk. An astonishing feat for someone of his ethnicity. Alvaro for his part clenched his jaw. Anger rose up his face like a volcano, first perhaps at Jane’s threat to kill him and then at his dumb nephew for bringing the problem to his door.

    Alvardo’s glance shifted for but a second to his nephew. A look of such disappointment, disgust and promises of pain, it made Jane want to be sick.

    With an almost physical effort that scared Jane Alvardo seemed to swallow his rage and he again returned to being the gangster of calm.

    ”Explain.” He demanded of Jane. A word infused with the power of a man used to being obeyed.

    Jane waited moment. Letting Alvardo know that Jane was not one of his lackeys. Then with a careless shrug that belied the situation and did not shift the gun barrels a centimetre from her targets heads , she began to explain.

    ”Paddy Doyle, The Westie. He was all over the paper of late and it became known he has a daughter. It came to ’s attention recently that young Mr. Carlos has been trying to gain some credit by settling a score from over two decades ago. Mr. Doyle planted some of your gang and now Carlos, to up his credit, has taken to stalking his daughter and broke into her house last night. Mr. Doyle reckons if it weren’t for his men playing interference something nasty might have happened to his daughter.” Jane explained.

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