Page 20 of Bullets and Dandelions

What did he mean by that?

His team followed us.

“You punch like a girl,” Stone said and dumped me on the floor.

I rolled my eyes. “What are we going to do about Reaper?”

“Rodriquez, Johnson and Tex will deal with him.”

“Alive?” Johnson asked.

Sergeant Stone nodded. “I have some questions for him.”

“Your father does excellent work, Chiquita.” Rodriquez returned my rifle.

I grimaced. “My father also made Reaper’s tactical pen. If he goes for it, shoot him.”

“Shoot him?” Stone growled.

“The pen sprays a deadly toxin. Once you inhale the fumes, you’re dead within sixty seconds.”

Stone rubbed a hand over his face. “Does he have the antidote on him?”

I shrugged.

“Search him, carefully,” Sergeant Stone ordered.

Tex nodded. “Thank you, ma’am.” He opened the door. “Let’s go say howdy.” The men filed out and started laughing like something was hilarious.

“Let me see your pilot’s license,” Stone ordered.

I reached inside my duffel bag and pulled it out. “It’s not a fake.”

“Uh huh.” Sergeant Stone examined it, then stuck it in his pocket. “What kind of evidence do you have that Reaper works for Roberts?”

My hand went to my neck. I felt kinda naked without my dog tags. “There are several pages on the microdot detailing his crimes. Roberts uses Reaper’s heroin addiction to control him.”

Sergeant Stone glanced out the open door. “Reaper’s in custody. Let’s go.” He stalked off.

I trotted after him. “Rumor has it, Reaper is hauling forty kilos of heroin.”

“Rumor, huh?”

A smile tugged at my mouth.

“You tapped Captain Harris’s phone, didn’t you?”

“Hey, it was the only way to keep track of what they were planning.” I climbed into the Huey and grinned. Reaper was shackled and gagged. His hate-filled eyes fixed on me, and he shouted something through the rag in his mouth.

“I patted his cheek. “I’m going to dump all your lovely heroin in the same spot you dumped Shaylee’s battered body.”

Reaper struggled wildly to free himself.

Stone’s hand clamped around the back of my neck. “Quit messing with our prisoner.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Get this bird in the air.”

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