Page 32 of Her Last Hope
“That’s not the point.” Other than his brothers, she was the only person he wanted covering his back. “We need to protect each other in the event this turns into a shitstorm.”
She smiled.
And in that moment, he knew without a doubt,she’d captured his heart, and he was never getting it back.
“We’ve got company,” Logan said.
Nick kissed her sweet lips with a loud smack before lacing his fingers through hers, turning to face a black sedan rolling to a stop ten feet in front of them.
Ramos stepped from the back seat, leaving the door open, standing behind it. “You’ll need to pull the rig to the loading dock.”
“I’ll do that,” Logan said.
“Who the fuck are you?” Ramos scowled.
“I’m the guy with a million dollars…in cash,” Logan shot back as he pulled open the tractor trailer door. “And if I really like what I see, I’ve got another two hundred thousand as a down payment for another shipment in a month.”
“Thought you said you had two buyers?” Ramos said, his tone laced with frustration.
“I bought the other buyer out,” Logan said.
“So, you’re going to resell on the open market as an auctioneer?” Ramos rested his arm over the car door as he looked around.
Logan laughed. “I’ve got overseas buyers lined up, and like I said, I’ll give you cash up front to get me more, if my customers and I are satisfied.”
“Fair enough. But I want to see the money before you load anyone in your truck.” Ramos waved his hand. “You two ride with me.”
Nick nodded, tugging at Leandra’s hand.
“Looks like the little lady might have delivered on her promise,” Ramos said, smacking his lips.
“Not might have delivered. I did deliver,” Leandra said as she slipped into the back seat of Ramos’ vehicle. “And you owe us the rest of our finder’s fee.”
Nick fisted his hands as Leandra ended up between him and Ramos.
“What’s your cut on the other end of this sale?” Ramos asked, daring to pat Leandra’s leg.
“Keep your—” Nick started, but Leandra cut him off.
“What, if any, business we have with Logan is none of your concern. We hooked you up with someone who could move your merchandise now, someone you can do long-term business with,andyou’re getting paid a hefty sum of money.”
When she rested her hand on Ramos’ thigh, it took enormous control for Nick not to reach across the seat and strangle Ramos. Nick could picture the man’s face turning bright red while Nick’s fingers closed off Ramos’ throat.
She leaned closer to Ramos. “If you ever touch me again.” She slid her hand higher, closer to his groin. “I’ll take you by the nuts and twist them so hard you will need surgery to put them back in the right place, only my husband will kill you before anyone has the chance to take you to the hospital.”
Nick relaxed his fingers, biting back a smile, watching Ramos squirm in his seat. She must havesome grip on his leg a little too close to where it counts.
“Is that so?” Ramos said with a shaky voice.
“We’re not the kind of people you want to fuck with.” She removed her hand and leaned against Nick. “Our contacts are far and wide, and we can have you taken out like that.” She snapped her fingers.
“Guess we know who wears the pants in your family,” Ramos said under his breath as the driver put the car in gear, easing toward the loading dock.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Nick said, pride swelling in his gut.
The revving of the diesel engine roared across the quiet night. Nick scanned the building and surrounding area. He knew the exact location of each of the team members, but he couldn’t see them. What he didn’t know was if Fielding was actually going to follow the plan and wait until he got word from Dylan before charging in.
If he didn’t, that would be bad on two counts.
