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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
OPERATION PLAYBOY

It hadn’t been a very good Christmas for Andre either. It was the high season in South Brazil, which he usually spent at one of his glamorous restaurants. Not this year.

The Brazilian cops had been watching the zigzagging jet-set lifestyles of the Bali crew.

Andre had known he was hot ever since Rabbit had phoned from jail in Paris, telling him about the DEA asking questions. He was paying more attention now, noticing the zips on his bags always in a different spot after a flight. He was sure cops were waiting for him to do something stupid, catch him red-handed. But he was too smart; they needed a snitch. With his girlfriend Gisele, he’d spent most of the year in Bali and Hawaii. He was now wary of returning to Brazil, but he was the best man at his best friend’s wedding in his beautiful restaurant in Santa Catarina.

He and Gisele flew in and went straight to the restaurant. They stayed at the wedding for two hours, then drove to Andre’s house. Nobody but those at the restaurant knew he was back,

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