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He laughed, and patted her on the ass.

“Always the business lady. We’ll talk after I handle this cockroach who doesn’t seem to want to die.”

He pulled the contract from a folder with a bunch of others, and gave it to her.

“Now, give me a kiss.”

Oh, she did, but only because it was a kiss goodbye. She was heading to The Underground to pick up her pay. She wouldn’t be telling Mikey O’ anything.

As she kissed him, he obscenely groped her, making her cringe.

“If you’re here later, I’ll take one last ride.”

She kept up the act.

“Sure.”

Only, she wouldn’t be. Merla had booked a flight to California where she was going to go MIA.

Forever.

She was free.

And rich.

“Be careful, Cruz,” she said, walking out of the office and toward the back door to make her break. “Mikey O’ is as mean as a snake.”

Cruz laughed.

He wasn’t going to be mean. The man was about to be dead.

Only after they had some fun.

* * * H U N T E R S * * *

Twenty Minutes Later

Six P.M.

Jagger didn’t like being out of radio contact with his wife, but he had to make sure they did this right.

One little thing could mean the difference between being taken, and being shot in the head on sight.

As he sat in the driver’s seat, that’s when he saw them coming.

His team was in the white van that Remington had used to abduct Calyx, and ready in the back.

Well, not ready.

Normally, they’d be wearing guns and ready to go, but they were going to make it easy for Cruz and his people.

“We have people coming toward us,” Jagger said. “Expect stun guns,” he offered. “Don’t put up too much of a fight,” he said as they all got the pills out, and prepared to swallow them.

Dry.

“Bottoms up,” he said, as all four men downed their lifelines.

Oh, those trackers had better work, or they had a myriad of issues coming up.

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