Page 119 of Fierce Betrayal (L.A. Ruthless 3)

“Click on the webpage,” he says as he floors the accelerator. “The tracker should come straight up. I was just on it.”

“I told you, she doesn’t have her car or her cell—”

“No, but she has a tracker anyway,” he says as keeps his eyes fixed on the road ahead. “When I checked a few minutes ago they were headed south.”

“What?” I blink at him. “What do you mean she has a tracker?”

“Don’t lose your shit,” he frowns as he keeps staring at the road. “I paid the doctor who gave her that contraceptive implant to add a tracker too.”

“What the fuck?”

“I know, Jax,” he snaps.

“Does she know?”

He shakes his head. “Of course she doesn’t.”

“Fuck!”

“What was I supposed to do? She wanted her freedom and that was the only way I could let her have it while giving me some peace of mind.”

“But, fuck, Alejandro—you had her implanted with a tracker without her knowledge.”

“It’s not like I’ve ever used it to keep tabs on her. It was only for emergencies like this.”

I lean back in my seat and open up the internet on his phone, and sure enough there is the flashing red dot heading south. I feel a wave of relief wash over me. That’s her. The speed they’re moving tells me they’re in a vehicle of some sort, but she’s there, isn’t she?

“It only works if her vital signs are stable,” he says quietly as though he’s reading my mind and my heart stops racing for the first time since I got off the phone to Jessie earlier.

“Why didn’t you tell me? How did I not know about this? I’m your head of fucking security.”

“I hoped I’d never have to use it, Jax,” he says with a sigh. “I knew you’d think that she deserved to know and I didn’t want you to have to lie to her.”

“Does Alana know?”

“Fuck, no,” he shakes his head.

“She’ll kill you when she finds out. Both of them will.”

“I know, but I can live with that. Like it or not, that tracker is going to save my daughter’s life.”

“You are an evil genius. I mean putting a tracker in your daughter along with her implant is all kinds of fucked up, amigo,” I shake my head. “But I also kinda wanna kiss you right now.”

He arches one eyebrow. “Yeah, well let’s wait until we get her back and then you can do whatever you want to me.”

Fuck, I’ve missed him.

“So who is this cunt who’s taken my daughter?” he asks.

“He calls himself Dolos.”

“Dole-what?”

“Dolos. He’s the Greek god of deception.”

“Fucking nerds,” Alejandro spits. “How the fuck do you even know that?”

“I guess I’m a nerd.”

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