“Where is she, Rigo? And you better not say you don’t know, because that would be the end of your fucking life!” The anger poured out of me like poisoned acid. “Where is Juliette?”
“She’s here in Guadalajara, boss,” he said quickly. “When you left the compound, we got a message from someone by the name Diego. He gave a location and said to meet him there at 3PM.”
I processed his words for a second or two.
Not only had one of my most trusted soldiers deceived me, but they had taken my woman.
I had been stumped for months about how The Triads had been one step ahead this whole time. Lo and behold, I had the mole right under my nose the entire time. I had trusted him to be around Juliette for months. I had allowed him to have freeaccess to her. At any given moment, he could have struck. He could have killed her, and I would have lost… everything.
There was no time to wallow in self-pity at my own mistakes, though. They had been made, and now I needed to rectify them.
Heads were going to roll, and I was going to start with Leo. My dearest big brother would follow soon after.
Revenge.
That was the only thought that I had inside of my head. I wanted to make every single person pay for what they’d done. How dare they cross me. No one was going to walk away with their lives today.
All the reservations I had about spilling blood were long gone now.
I looked down at my watch and saw that I had an hour and a half until three.
“Where are we meeting?”
Rigo cleared his throat. “An old cabin about an hour out of town.”
“I’ll meet you back at the compound, then we move out. It’s time to end this fucking shitshow once and for all.”
If one singular hair on my woman’s head had been hurt, then that was a bullet to the skull for both those traitors.
When I hung up the phone, I felt my tío’s presence even before he said anything. I didn’t bother to turn around to face him, my body was already pointed to the door.
“He has Juliette,” I started. “I need to go and get her back.”
“Then I will come with you.”
My head whipped around so fast I almost gave myself whiplash. “It’s too dangerous, tío.”
He shook his head. “What’s dangerous is letting you go in this state. Look, I don’t know who this Juliette woman is, but she seems important to you, so she’s important to me. The last timeyour father ran on emotion he lost the woman he loved. I don’t want the same fate bestowed upon you, so I’m coming.”
There was no room for argument in his tone, and we were running out of time standing here.
“Fine. Let’s go.”
I sat in the backseat with my uncle on the other side. I could feel his eyes on me from the moment we left my compound up until the moment we had come to the old abandoned cabin far into the mountain.
My hand was itching to reach for my gun. I had been craving to shoot something from the moment I saw the picture of my girlfriend bound like cattle.
“Mijo, I need you to think logically about this.” Tío Alberto had been trying to calm me, but his words were doing nothing but angering me further.
“Logic? You want me to reason with logic when this asshole not only took my mother, but my woman as well? He is doing to me what his mama did to Papa. There is no reasoning with a deranged idiot like that.”
I stared out at the old cabin.
Not only had I been tricked by one of my most trusted men, but my most precious thing had been stolen from right underneath my nose.
How could I have allowed this to happen? I was more vigilant than this. I was more meticulous.
When had I ever allowed things to slip through the cracks?