Maybe I can use this guy.
“All I know is that they must have a good reason.”
“So she can continue her murder spree.”
His lips part. “Sunny?”
“So you know about her. Does everyone in the Rivera and extended families know?”
He frowns. “I think I’ve said too much.”
He gets up again, but I don’t want to miss the opportunity. “Wait. I can give you something if you give me something in return.”
He pauses and looks at me. “What?”
“Information,” I say, hoping it’s enough. “But I want you to give me my phone.”
He sits back down again. “All right. Tell me who she’s killing.”
“Men,” I reply.
“Not enough.” He sighs, nearly getting up again, so I feed him more to win his trust.
“Members of the Bones Brotherhood, as far as I can tell. An underground organization of criminals, drug dealers, traffickers, organ harvesters.”
His eyes narrow. “Organ harvesters?”
“Yes. They steal organs from healthy victims to sell them on the black market. Anyone is on the chopping block. Women, men, kids, any age, any number. All inches of their bodies can be used by these people, even their organs aren’t safe. Kidneys, livers, lungs, hell, even their hearts.”
“But why steal people’s organs?”
How young is this dude?
“Because the list is long, and some people can’t wait for an organ because they will end up dying instead, so they resort to buying it off the black market instead. Is that the info you want? The world is cruel. Doesn’t give us the right to be just as cruel.”
He swallows. “I … I didn’t know she was involved with those kinds of people.”
“Only some of them. I don’t know why she’s only targeting specific individuals. But they’re dying in brutal ways due to her actions, which cannot be left unchecked.”
“But they’re a criminal organization. You said it yourself.”
“Yes, and they too will face the full extent of the law.”
He plays with the multitude of rings on his fingers. “Then why haven’t they?”
My lips part, but I don’t know how to answer.
I want to say we’re working on it, but I do have to admit that my bureau lacks the people to deal with this mess. Still, we do our best with the men and women we have.
“I will do my best to put them all behind bars,” I say after a while. “Ifyou help me get out of here.”
“Can’t do that.”
“Then at least put my coat over my shoulders. It’s fucking cold in here.” I shiver.
He sighs. “Okay, fine.”
Orion put it on a shelf in the back, so Atlas grabs it and throws it over my shoulders. “Better?”
