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“I’m still afraid of him,” I admit.
“Yes, but he won’t know that. It will have him worried, perhaps enough to force his hand into doing something drastic.”
“Drastic, like killing the people I love?”
“That’s a given,” Hudson says. “No, I mean drastic like going against Jeb.”
“Why would he do that?” I ask.
“He’s built quite a business in Mexico for Jeb and ultimately Santiago. If he believes a deal is being made without his knowledge, which it clearly is, then that’s going to dent his pride. Your brother won’t let that slide. He’s going to have to take matters into his own hands.”
“You mean take out my guys?”
Xeno laughs, hauling me closer and pressing a kiss against my temple. “Tiny, we are more than capable of looking after ourselves. He can’t takeusout.”
I throw Xeno a scathing look, not impressed. “A bullet doesn’t care about your confidence, Xeno, it’ll kill you regardless.”
“David is due to call you after the drugs are delivered. By that time, he’ll make his own assumption about what’s going on. The same assumption we want him to believe…” Grim says.
“That Jeb’s fucking over Santiago...”
“David has always wanted what Jeb has,” Xeno confirms, glancing at me. “He’s played the long game. Jeb is too fucking stupid to see it.”
“Your brother is power hungry,” Hudson says. “Like Xeno said, your brother has always wanted the Skins and what we’re doing will give him the perfect opportunity to sow the seeds of doubt with Santiago. Once the drugs are delivered and the placebo placed amongst the mix, it won’t take long for word to get out that the drugs are duds. David will hear about it too, and guess who he'll blame…”
“Jeb,” I respond.
“Precisely, playing right into our hands,” Grim says with a sly smile. “And all you need to do to confirm his ideas is refuse to tell him a damn thing when he asks.”
“He’ll run back to Santiago, who by then will have heard something’s up with the shipment too. Jeb will be panicking and looking guilty as fuck. Things will begin to unravel, and Santiago will have no choice but to intervene,” Hudson says.
“It’s a perfect plan.” Grim smiles and leans back in her chair. “When he calls, you tell him nothing. Then you tell him to go fuck himself.”
“Tell who to go fuck himself?” a familiar voice asks.
“Ah, Duncan, perfect timing. Come and join us,” Hudson replies.
D-Neath strides across the warehouse, acknowledging everyone at the table with a jerk of his chin, then pulls up a chair and sits next to Hudson. “So, what did I miss?”
