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“You have no idea what my life is like.”

She folded her arms. He needed to learn the same about her. “I don’t let evil continue if it’s within my power to stop it. Even if doing so could cost me my life.”

“Guess you’re a better person than we are.”

Gregorio huffed, making Kenna glad he didn’t feel the need to respond to Three’s comment. None of them would have appreciated whatever he might’ve shared.

Kenna said, “That means you need to listen to me. Because what I’m saying is right.”

Three turned and looked at One, Four, and Five, who still stood sentry. Jax watched it all go down with part of hisattention on Gregorio’s men. She shared his fears. This whole situation was a heartbeat from ending up in a bloodbath.

One pushed his chair back and stood. “We’ll take you to the place where we go for treatments. It’s usually deserted when we’re not there, so it isn’t a base of operations. But maybe the doc left something behind we can use to track down where he is.”

“You’d all better pray I find her.” Gregorio pointed a finger, sweeping it across all of them.

She had a feeling, in due course, he was going to find an FBI investigation launched into every business he had for saying that to an FBI agent. She’d done more as payback for a whole lot less.

One came over to her. “I want some assurances.”

She said, “You can be sure I’m going to find those children and get them to a situation that’s safe.”

“And Buzard?”

“I guess you’d better find him before I do if you want to keep him safe.” But between her, the FBI, and the Santino crime family…

He probably didn’t have a great life expectancy.

Kenna said, “Let’s go.”

Chapter Twenty-One

“What’s that saying?” Gregorio watched the four from the retirement home approach as a pack. “Misery acquaints a man?—”

Kenna finished for him. “—with strange bedfellows.”

Gregorio eyed her. In the dim light of two in the morning, between streetlights, she couldn’t exactly make out the look on his face. Maybe she’d impressed him by knowing that Shakespeare quote, but she wouldn’t count on it. His head tipped to the side. “Bulletproof vests?”

Jax shifted beside her, his shoulder against hers like a united front. “We don’t take chances.”

His vest didn’t have FBI on the front because this wasn’t precisely a sanctioned operation. They were going to break into this house. No one had said that aloud, but she’d done jobs like this often enough to know what was likely going to happen.

There wasn’t much that could surprise her after everything she’d seen. Even here in Scottsdale, though in a different fancy neighborhood. She needed to find out if Jax or Maizie, or even Ramon, had discovered what happened to the little girl the Rosenburgs had been holding in a locked room. A little girl who had the potential to grow up and cause all kinds of serioushavoc, but it was only instinct that gave Kenna that impression. The kind of instinct that said Kenna might be hunting her in ten years. There wasn’t much she could do until the girl actually committed a crime.

It was the kind of scenario that kept her awake at night.

They’d congregated down the street in front of a house with a For Sale sign on the front lawn. Even the sign was fancy, with a wood frame and everything. The whole neighborhood of houses set back in the hills were mansions, really. The kind of Scottsdale houses lived in by multimillionaires, with a security guard on the front gate and no access for the riffraff. Just the country club dues and a Lexus in the garage beside the BMW.

One didn’t stop. “Let’s do this.” He walked right by her and Jax, Gregorio and his guys, and led his team to the house about a quarter mile down the street. Maizie had caused an internet outage in the area. No matter the network—cellular or local provider—no one in the neighborhood had signal. That should keep them from being caught on camera.

She stuck beside Jax with her weapon holstered in the back of her belt. Hopefully, she didn’t have to use it here. The point was to keep these men, these strange bedfellows, from killing each other. A tenuous alliance at best, but they had to maintain the balance until they could go their separate ways. Whatever their history, it didn’t mean they had to coexist.

“Good?” Jax glanced over.

She nodded. “Maizie said the same corporation that worked with Fleming and her business partner owns this house and a whole lot of property in the city and out in the middle of nowhere. Those long stretches on either side of the highway where there’s just miles and miles of nothing. She’s looking at everything.”

Jax brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “As soon as this is figured out, we’ll jump in the RV and go find us some nothing.”

She smiled. “Thanks.”

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