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Of course he had. “You’re on speaker with Miles, Ford, and Worth. We need some help. The cartel we got involved with needs to be completely eliminated.”

“I don’t disagree with that, but considering Matteo just called Leo for help because his handler cut him off, I think you need to sit down with him and make a plan together.”

“You trust him?” Seconds of silence had my heart racing. “X?”

“For now. There’s a layer to this we don’t understand yet. That’s what Emilio is currently working on.”

“What kind of layer?”

“Matteo can explain that better than I can.”

I was fucking tired of getting the run around. “Bullshit.”

“It’s his story. We can’t do this if we don’t even know what we’re fighting, and right now we don’t.”

“Matteo doesn’t or?—”

“None of us know, not even the top assholes at the CIA, but I think Matteo has more information than he’s offering anyone.”

That was scary as shit. “So this is way worse than we thought?”

“Yes. If you thought this was about one man betraying his unit for a better payoff?—”

“I know that’s not it.”

“Or if you thought it was about the CIA seeking someone they thought they could use, then fucking over Matteo, you, and your whole unit….”

“Maybe.”

“It’s not that either. Someone is behind all of it.”

Miles broke in. “What kind of someone?”

“That’s what we have to find out.”

“And Emilio can do that?” I asked.

“Eventually.”

“You’re sure of it?” Miles asked.

When X loudly cleared his throat, Miles grimaced. He knew better than to question this man or worse, his boyfriend. “If he can’t, then no one can.”

The look I gave Miles told him to let me do the talking. “And then….”

“We take out the cartel and wait for the rats to come out and show themselves.”

“I’ll go get Matteo now,” I said. “Will you join us all on a call?”

“Not yet. Give me time to gather info and resources. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

“So what should we be doing?”

“Making Matteo talk.”

Once I’d ended that call, I let my head drop into my hands. Making that man talk was easier said than done, at least if I didn’t want to actually damage him. Even if I did, he’d trained with the best. There was no guarantee any amount of torture would do the trick.

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