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“I don’t know. What happened with his father took a hell of a lot out of him.”
“Do you think he’ll regret it if he kills Landon?”
“Maybe. He clearly wasn’t prepared to kill his father.”
“But you were,” Miles said.
“Fuck yes. I’ll go kill the son of a bitch right now if you want me to.”
“No, Carter is right. We need him alive until we’ve dealt with Landon.”
“Where is Landon?”
“In fucking Albany where no one expected him.”
That put him around two hours away. A plan started to form in my head. Carter was going to try and handle this himself, but I could prevent that. “What’s he doing there? What’s his location?”
Miles gave me the coordinates. “He’s in an industrial building but there must be living quarters there too. It took some digging through shell companies, but it belongs to Carter’s father.”
“So what’s the plan?”
“Give Carter a few hours to sleep. We’ll work out plans from here.”
“All right, I’ll check in with you then.”
“Thanks for taking care of him, Matteo.”
“Always.”
My plan would work out perfectly with Landon so close by. Why hadn’t he put more distance between him and Carter? Maybe he intended to come crawling back to his father, begging for assistance, but if he thought his father could get him out of this situation, why hadn’t he stayed in the city? I stared at the bottles of water I’d set on the counter and reviewed my options.
Was there any chance Landon would believe my loyalty was still with the cartel? What had he heard about me? How much reconnaissance had he done? Did he know I’d been with Carter this whole time? If I could convince him I wanted to get back in and retake my position….
Before I changed my mind, I hurried silently across the room, opened Carter’s go bag and pulled out the tranquilizer darts I’d seen when I had gone through the bag earlier. I grabbed a few—one for now and others if I were to need them later—and stuck them in my sweatpants pocket. Then I grabbed the water and pizza and hurried back too Carter. If I was gone too long, he’d start wondering what I’d been up to.
Even if he did, I’d convince him everything was fine, and I wouldn’t let him see how tense I was. I was a damn fine actor.
30
CARTER
Iwas dozing when Matteo returned with two bottles of water and the leftover pieces of pizza from the night before.
“I want you to understand how fucking blissed out I am to be willing to eat in bed.”
“Are a few crumbs going to make it so you can’t sleep here, princess?”
I glared at him. “You know what kind of fucking conditions I can sleep in.”
“I rather liked the hard floor of our motel room in Colombia.”
I sighed. “That was such an amazing night.”
“I still think of it all the time.”
“Me too.”
I drained the water quickly and polished off a piece of pizza. Matteo snuggled into me, and we enjoyed the silence for a little while. He encouraged me to lie down and let him curl around me. I was drifting off to sleep when a sharp stabbing pain hit my neck.
