Close Call (2016)

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Genres: Fiction
Even if they’d been trained, they tumbled back into their ruts after a week or two of mixing things up. Habit was a force on par with gravity, in Paul’s opinion. And he could tell that Montoya had never been encouraged to vary his routine. Tonight would be no different. After the congressman gave a speech at the American Bar Association’s banquet, Montoya would walk back to his tiny apartment, a converted garage near the congressional offices where many congressmen, senators, and staffers rented apartments or rooms. Many of them shared. Thankfully, Montoya didn’t have a roommate, although a cute blonde slept over from time to time. It was only six blocks from the hotel ballroom and the weather was good.     Paul waited in a stinking alley along Montoya’s route, behind a restaurant and a dry cleaner. The smell of putrefying enchiladas wafted from the dumpster behind Tres Hombres. Just his luck the dumpsters hadn’t been emptied in a week and the sun had baked their contents to a toxic sludge.
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