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“But you were greedy.”

I don’t mind this back and forth. I hope he remembers every word of it while he rots away in prison.

But there’s been no text.

No call.

I have no fucking idea what’s taking so long.

We had this timed perfectly. I was supposed to be in here ten minutes tops before the teams raided The Pink and rescued the bodies who were delivered by boat.

I need to get him back to the topic of his money. “Do you know how long it’s taken me to build my business relationships from here to Central America? They’re looking atmelike I’m trying topull one over onthem. And you have the nerve to stand there and wonder why I wouldn’t bring Goldie in here today and subject her to you or the fucking rabid dog you sic’d on her? I’m more powerful than you think I am. I have contacts all over Central America and Colombia. I can shut down your source of nose candy faster than you can blink.”

Dex looks like his head might explode. He starts to come at me but is stopped by his cell.

He’s so angry and flustered, he doesn’t even look at the screen when he answers. “What?”

And that’s when my phone vibrates in my breast pocket.

The coincidence puts me on edge.

I don’t have a choice. I need to know what’s happening.

I search for an extra level of chill when I reach for my cell.

Dex’s eyes snap to me.

I stop and don’t unlock my screen.

“You don’t say,” Dex growls. “Given the last ten minutes, that doesn’t surprise me.”

I read the message. It isn’t from Brax, Micah, or Cole.

This is from Ozzy Graves.

Ozzy – Get the fuck out of there.

Ozzy – Now!

Fuck.

I drop my hand to my side and look back up at Dex.

The air in the room might as well be electric.

We’ve hit gridlock.

A standoff.

Our stares lock on one another. I have no fucking idea what’s going on, I just know it’s not good. My phone continues to vibrate in my hand, but I don’t dare look away from the man in front of me when he continues to speak into his phone. “You sure?”

Dammit.

“If that’s what it’s come to.” He keeps talking as he stares at me. “Give me a minute. I’ll be right there.”

I feel the muscle in my cheek jump.

He disconnects his call and pulls in a deep breath.

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