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PROLOGUE

FOOTMAN

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Eighty acres of red rose gardens surrounded the towering castle

Hordes of glamorous people left expensive cars and strolled toward the castle’s owns and diamond jewelry Meanwhile, power radiated off the men

I gazed out the“This is too nificent a place to kill someone in”

Ali perused the castle “Yet, it isn’t a bad place to kill anyone in either”

I turned and stime assistant

Ali and I were an odd pair Weside I almost killed him He was 5’9 I towered over hiym Ali preferred to eat cake and read books in my condo library It was a mystery how he remained slim

Ali opened the door “It’s time, sir”

I stepped out, s around my wrist was tucked securely under my sleeve “I didn’t kno York City had castles”

Ali admired it “I’m not sure if one would still consider this New York City This island is sixty miles up the Hudson River”

My guards gathered around uns close

I looked at Ali “What do we know?”

“A rich architect built the castle for his secret male lover in the earlier part of the 20th century” Ali pointed to the front “When the architect’s wife learned of this, she sent her brothers to storm the property and kick the lover out A year later, the wife died under mysterious circumstances”

I frowned “I don’t care about the property I want to know about Footman”

“Oh! Sorry, sir With this mission, I enjoyed the research more than usual” Ali cleared his throat “Our men discovered Footman in the white room They have their eyes on him”

“What’s in the white room?” I walked toward the castle

He followed “Beautiful woy”

“And is he participating in the orgy?”

“No, sir Foot a dancer”

“What type of shoes is she wearing?”

“Diamond encrusted Her toes are painted red”

“Highly manicured and well-kept?”

“Yes, sir He’s been throwing ht”