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“And this has to do with Smith?”
There’s something ugly forming in my head, and I don’t fucking like it at all.
Rue Contreras is a fake name if ever I’ve seen one, and whoever that is at the address that looks like it’s attached to the college, like that fuck Brandon’s address, they want this information back.
Information Fallon wasn’t in prison for but was using to keep his sister safe.
Whoever this Rue Contreras is knows Karlee.
Diego’s taking weapons from an underling and checking them, and I go to him. “Karlee with the others?”
“No, I haven’t seen her . . .” he trails off. “Fuckin’ hell, man, I didn’t think.”
“It’s fine.” It isn’t. It’s very much not fine, but it isn’t Diego’s fault at all. No, it’s mine—one hundred percent.
The guy whose name I should know glances at my phone, and whistles low. “Those are for the wealthy students, mainly from overseas. My brother has a friend in that area.”
“What do you mean?” I resist the urge to grab him and shake him as panic starts to thread through me.
He shrugs, handing Diego another weapon. “Those are like units? Individual residents for students off campus. But moneyed.”
Rue El Cabeza.
Fuck. I think I know who it is.
I call Karlee, but there’s no answer, and I check the tracker. Sure enough, she’s moving away from here at a steady pace.
“Leo.” He comes over. “Karlee’s gone.”
“No one gets in here . . . oh fuck.” Leo pinches the bridge of his nose like he’s trying to stave off a headache. “She took off?”
I nod, pressing my lips together because everything threatens to implode.
My phone buzzes, and my hand shakes as I check it. One text.
Karlee:I need to see my friend, Laura. I’m fine.
Fuck. Inside, there’s a tightness that threatens to strangle me. It’s anger, fear, and something so huge I don’t recognize it for a few seconds.
Love. It’s not that I could fall for her or might, it’s that I have, and now . . . now I might fucking lose her because of a battle that’s going to end a war before it begins.
Leo grabs my arm. “You know where?”
“Not yet. There’s an address on the screen send someone to, the guy with Diego?—”
“Manny.”
“—will fill you in on what it is. If there’s anything of the Smith Group there, you’ll find it.”
Leo’s frowning hard. “Smith? That name on the computer?”
“Anagram and fucking Karlee, she’s going to meet them. She’s heading to danger.”
“Go.”
“I need to see this through.”
He nods. “For your woman. Go. We have the rest of it. Let me know when you have her and if this asshole survives.”
