Page 62 of Winters Heat

The things Silva would comprehend when Winters was finished with him would be innumerable.First lesson. Don’t fuck with my girl.

Winters diverted his attention from mapping out lesson number two. “How do you want to do this?”

“Fly to Medellin via private charter. I expect you will arrive by midnight our time. I will have my driver escort you to my home. Come alone. Do not bring any men. Do not bring any weapons. Any failure to follow my directions will result in catastrophic repercussions.”

Following the rules was never his forte. “Where will your men take me?”

“What does that matter? Your ground transport will be arranged.”

“I’m supposed to trust you will return us to the airport. No harm? That sounds like a load of Colombian crap to me.”

“Such language. I have no need for either of you. Whether you like what I do or not, my reputation is sterling. My word, solid gold. If I speak, if I promise, you should listen.”

Winters bet Mia was psychoanalyzing the hell out of this piece of cartel trash.

“Besides, what other choice do you have?” Silva asked.

“We’ll meet on your terms. I’ll be in Colombia midnight, local time.”

Adios, motherfucker.He sliced at his neck. Jared punched a button. Parker cut the connection. No one spoke before the line disconnect was confirmed.

Winters forced his muscles to relax and whistled a death march. “He doesn’t have a clue we’re on our way, does he?”

Jared pursed his lips. “He might. If things are going too easy, we’re walking into an ambush. Silva didn’t rise to the top by being slow to the game. By now, he should know more about Titan. I’d say you two just did a sparring two-step.”

Winters crumbled a scrap of paper from their table and threw it into the trash can. “Fuck him. I'll quick step all over his tango face.”

“You’re going to follow orders.”

“Yeah, yeah. I get it. It’s your rodeo, Jared.”

“You’re goddamn right. Now, if you don’t mind, let’s finalize the details.” He flipped the remote and shuffled through the satellite images. “The tree line here, overlooking the gate will be our best for surveillance. Cash, you set up a protective watch here. You’ll handle any unexpected men during our entry and cover our asses on the way out.”

Cash nodded, his cowboy hat pulled low. He grabbed a set of printed images and turned to study them.

“Brock, you’ll handle diversions at the front gate.” Jared pointed, analyzing the screen. “Rocco, I need you on wheels. We should have an armored Range Rover ready when we land. It’s all yours. Our contacts in Colombia will have staged anything at our rendezvous point that wouldn’t pack in that vehicle. C4 and charges. Extra guns and ammo. If you don’t see something you need, tell me.”

Brock and Rocco knew the deal. Jared turned his focus. “And Winters, I’ll kick your leatherneck, devil dog ass from Colombia to the States and back again, if you run in there like your dick’s on fire.”

Winters grunted. He didn’t respond to Jared. Didn’t even look at him.

“I’m not messing with you, Winters. If you don’t get yourself under control, I’ll bench you on this one. You’ll sit your ass on this plane until we get back, like a little bitch. Hell, I’ll let Brock sweep in and rescue your girl.”

Brock cocked half a grin and raised an eyebrow. “I’d be down with that, buddy.”

“Fuck you.” Winters turned from one man to the next. “And fuck you, too.”

Brock laughed and slapped Winters on the back. “I’ve never seen you worked up like this. Who the hell knew it was possible?”

Jared cut in. “All right, all right. Winters, you’ll be the same cold asshole, as always.”

“Yeah, yeah. 10-4.” Winters glared and cracked his knuckles. “I’m focused.”

“Glad we have this all under control, lover boy.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Alejandro flashed too many teeth, the cadence of his breaths too quick for their short walk. As he guided her toward her room, his fingers flexed into her arm, cascading in a deviant rhythmic massage. Alejandro stopped at an open door. His rancid odor surrounded her.Please, walk away.Leave me alone.Her heart slammed into her rib cage.

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