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“Nah,” I say and explain to him about the shootout. “You look like you got something on your mind?”

Wild Man nods and turns his attention back to the tablet in his hand. “I got some more intel on properties owned by Nogales. He and Hector are a little too fond of shell corporations, but the dumbasses aren’t smart enough to hide them. Anyway,” he sighs and flips the screen around so we can see his intel.

“A house here in Angel Harbor in a quiet residential neighborhood and a boat at the marina. But this is where it gets interesting.” He points out two spots on a map of Angel Harbor. “Two warehouses. One in Hector’s name and rented by Nogales, and one owned by none other than Geoffrey Morgan.”

His expression says it’s a name I should know, but I don’t.

I ask the obvious question. “Who is Geoffrey Morgan?” I say, wondering if I’m the only person who doesn’t know who he is.

Dix snorts and shakes his head. “He’s a really rich fuck in the import/export business. He owns Morgan International, a shipping company with no loyalty to any flag or any government. He does business with cartel bosses, warlords, gun runners, and Fortune 500 companies. He has a daughter who works with him, and she’s his only weak spot.”

“Based on what?” I ask. “Having kids and women makes you vulnerable, period, but why is she hisonlyweak spot?”

“The fact that until recently, she never went anywhere without a big security detail. And her only job experience is with daddy’s companies.”

Wild Man shrugs as if that answers the question.

“And,” Dix adds, “she’s spoiled as fuck. He gives her whatever she wants, so he might do just about any damn thing to get her back.”

There’s a glint in his eyes I know well. It usually means trouble for somebody.

“That’s some info we can work with,” Ace says, his gaze fixed on Dix. “You’ve been watching the Morgans, so I want you to get close to the daughter.”

I know what normal people think getting close means and what Dix thinks it means, so I turn to Wild Man with a grin. “Is she hot?”

Wild Man grins in Dix’s direction before swiping the screen and turning it to show us a picture of Aria and her father at some black tie event. She’s hot as fuck, and Dix agrees because he nods and licks his lips, but he doesn’t say one fucking word.

“Tough gig,” I say with a laugh.

Dix shrugs and spreads his arms wide. “What can I say? Iamthe right man for the job. Even Ace agrees.”

We all laugh to relieve some of the tension over our current situation, on lockdown and constantly looking over our shoulders.

“Good,” Ace says sharply, getting our minds back on point. “ Wild Man will get you all the intel you need to make it happen on father and daughter, but mostly on Morgan International. Find out what Wild Man and Gia can’t find. Get my drift?”

Dix nods and pushes away from the table. “No time like the present.”

“I’ll check out the other warehouse,” I volunteer, eager to find anything that will help us locate Nogales and put him in the ground.

“I’ll go with you,” Coop volunteers.

Shades laughs. “Ready to do something other than breastfeed?”

“Fuck you,” Coop says with a laugh. “But getting out in the sunshine, fucking some shit up sounds really fucking nice. Rocky is great. I love that little munchkin with all my heart and soul, but goddamn, parenting is exhausting.”

Ace nods. “Take Lucky with you. I’ll take Preacher and Tank to check out the house and the boat. Meet back here later to go over what we find.”

We all disperse, each of us hungry as fuck to end this escalating war.

Chapter Nine

Willow

I stand in front of the counter at the bakery and force my eyes open to address my troops, Lettie and McKenna.

“Okay, ladies, I’ve been here since four fucking o’clock, and we have buy one, get one offers for select bread loaves, lemon cupcakes, and devil’s food baby cakes.”

I turn to McKenna with a racing heart because I really don’t want to fuck this up while Maven is away in jail.

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