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He nodded. “Outside,” he said, gesturing toward the closest doors.
Jackson inhaled deeply as he stepped outside into the fresh air devoid of the scent of rotting flesh.
He tilted his face up toward the sky, which was beginning to lighten. Faint ribbons of pink were streaming across it.
He looked at Sam, who was sitting on a plastic milk crate.
“You okay?” Jackson asked.
Sam nodded. “Yeah, just giving my stomach a chance to settle. I thought I was joining the narcotics team, not homicide. Fresh bodies I can handle... but dead, floating bodies in barrels... the smell... is...” He shook his head, squeezing his face like he was cutting an onion.
Jackson nodded, understanding. “You and me both,” he said with a grimace.
“You know what’s weird, though?” Sam asked, his eyes narrowing a little. “Those bodies have been there a while, right? What are they keeping them for? We’re surrounded by mountains; there are plenty of places to hide a dead body. These were kept like trophies.”
Jackson nodded. He’d asked himself the same thing.
ANNA
She sat high in the tree, watching him through her binoculars. She hadn’t been careful enough tonight and her instincts told her this man was about to make her life hell.
How had the FBI known to raid tonight?
Where were they getting their intel?
It had taken her years to work her way into Diaz’s circle and even longer to become Diaz’s girlfriend, but even she hadn’t known about the shipment that had arrived tonight—thirty minutes before the raid.
There were only a few people who could have leaked that information, or someone from the supplying team. Either way, there was a mole in Diaz’s team and now he knew it. She wondered if he had any idea who it was, but she hadn’t had time to ask him before he’d slipped out a back door without a second thought as to her safety.
She didn’t care about that though. She was not in this for love, not even for admiration.
She was in this for revenge.
What she did care about, though, was that she’d been exposed.
She’d worked too hard to get to this point.
She was so close to justice, and she was not going to let it slip through her fingers now.
Her eyes stayed on the agent, scrutinizing his every move. Despite what had happened in the warehouse, he seemed relaxed. His shoulders sat low and he had the faintest of smiles. He seemed to be going out of his way to make the man he was talking to feel at ease. The man sitting down had walked out of the warehouse looking like he might puke, but not the lead agent.
Who are you?
The man turned and looked over his shoulder, almost directly at her.
Her heart skipped a beat and cold flushed through her veins.
But she quickly talked herself down off the imaginary ledge. There was no way he could see her—she needed binoculars to see him.
When he looked back to the man he was with and put a hand on his shoulder before turning and walking back inside, she exhaled a shaky breath.
He was going to be a problem.
She could feel it in her soul.
Anna stayed up high in the tree, watching them for the next few hours. They were thorough. Soon trucks rolled in and the drugs were loaded into them and taken away.
Next came four barrels on dollies, followed by four stretchers carrying body bags.
