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“You’re one impatient man. Why don’t you test out one of the other girls. You might just change your mind about Brooke.”

“I won’t change my mind. We fit. I need that in my life.”

“Someone blew up a few of my tunnels yesterday,” said Sutton. East nodded.

“I was here, remember. But even if I weren’t, I saw it on the news. Something about a gas explosion,” said East.

“It wasn’t a gas explosion. There was no natural gas in the area of my station. I own that whole fucking block because those are my tunnels beneath it!” he screamed. The other men took a step back, but East just stood there staring at him. “I want to know who blew my tunnels. Find him and kill him.”

“Okay. That could take a few days.”

“You got time,” said Sutton. “When you’re done, be here this Saturday. I’m meeting with Rivera. You’re going to kill him, and then before you leave town, you’re going to kill another man for me.”

“That’s three men for the price of one. The man who blew your tunnels, Rivera, and the mystery man number three. I’d say you’re going to owe me, Mr. Sutton.”

“You’ll get your girl without me stopping you.”

“I’d get my girl either way,” growled East. Sutton just stared at him, unsure of whether to kill him or congratulate him on having the biggest balls in Texas. “Who is the other man?”

“A fucking DEA agent who’s been a pain in my ass for years. Fuentes.”

East gave nothing away, just staring at the other man. Fuentes was the man helping Brooke. He needed to be sure he didn’t kill him.

“Killing a fed isn’t as easy as killing a drug dealer. I’ll never be able to set foot in the states again.”

“You will if you’re any good at what you do,” said Sutton. “You’re supposed to be good from a distance. Hide in a fucking tree, climb a pole, sit on a roof, I don’t give a shit. I just want him dead. If he’s gone and Rivera is gone, I’ve got a clear highway to owning this business.”

“The fed will cost you, and because I like you, I’m going to give you a discount. Fifty grand.”

“You are really something else,” he said, shaking his head. “The girl and fifty grand for Rivera, my tunnel blower, and Fuentes. Done.”

“Good. I’ll be here Saturday or before if I have something for you. In the meantime, I’ll be looking for your tunnel guy.”

“Hey, wouldn’t it help you if you knew where my tunnels were located?” asked Sutton.

“No. It would help you. If I know where the tunnels are you could accuse me of blowing them. I don’t need to know. I just need to find this guy and stop him.” East turned, heading back to his truck.

“East? You fuck me over, there will be nowhere for you to hide.”

East stopped, slowly turning to face Sutton. He took one step toward the other man, noticing the slight flinch as he did. It brought him tremendous satisfaction to see that.

“You fuck me over, Sutton, you bow out of our deal, don’t pay me, attempt to take Brooke back, there won’t need to be a hiding place for you. I’ll kill you where you stand.”

Sutton watched as East left his neighborhood. His neighborhood. Every house on this street was owned by him, rented to his employees at a nice profit. But at least he knew his neighbors and his men were close enough to protect him if needed.

“Do you want us to follow him, sir?” asked one of the men.

“No. He would see you from a mile away. He’s better than I thought he was. What I need from you is to find my daughter. She didn’t just fucking disappear into thin air. If I don’t have her, I don’t have that house, and I need it.”

“What about Rivera?”

“I’ll take care of Rivera’s visit. And East will take care of Rivera.”

East stared into his rearview mirror, anger bubbling to a dangerous level within him. Sutton was cocky and believed that he owned everything and everyone. So far, they’d found the tunnels, but no kids, no women other than those who wanted to be there, and no drugs. They’d found what he’d left behind in the mansion, but he didn’t seem overly concerned about finding that. At least not right now.

Sutton seemed surprised that he wasn’t willing to take the bait on the tunnel locations. He’d probably been hiding that little nugget in his pocket, just in case. A lesser man, a man with less experience would have jumped at the map to those tunnels. He would have thought it was easy money, but it would have only brought Sutton down on his head.

He was so arrogant East was certain he believed that no one would ever find their locations. Too bad for him they already knew. Each of his teammates knew where most of those tunnels were located, and they knew how to blow every last one of them.

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