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“Get over to Dan Miller’s hotel now! We have an opportunity to compromise Ewen MacDonald, but you have to move fast. I just watched him pull a packet of narcotics from the back of the television set.”
“You’ve gotta be shittin’ me.”
“He’s still searching, but I don’t think he’ll be there much longer.”
“I’m on my way, though I suspect he’ll be a tough nut to crack.”
“Yeah, I agree, but his disappearance will shake up Conchello.”
“True. Does Frank know? He might want to involve the locals.”
“Not yet, I needed to talk to you first, but I’ll call him. Nab Ewen while you can. We don’t want to blow an opportunity like this.”
“On my way, and I’ll pressure him there. He won’t have time to think too much.”
“Sounds good. I’ll be watching.”
“I assume Frank’s your boss,” Elizabeth said as Scott ended the call.
“My chief,” Scott corrected her. “Damn, it looks like Ewen’s getting ready to leave. I hope Jack gets there in time.”
“I thought you were calling Frank to let him know.”
“I’ll make the call once Jack has him under control, or knocked out and in the SUV.”
“But then it will be too late.”
“Exactly.”
“Scott, please tell me what you’re planning.”
“Soon,” he said sternly. “You have to trust me.”
“I do, it’s just hard not knowing what’s going on.”
“You will. Be patient. I know exactly what I’m doing.”
Elizabeth could see Scott’s resolve. The operation had become personal, and she believed it was because of her. Jim had betrayed her, Dan had killed her partner and tried to frame her for his murder, and they both did Conchello’s bidding.
“Jack’s in the room,” Scott suddenly exclaimed, breaking into her thoughts. “Wait until you see him take this guy down. You won’t believe how fast he is.”
“I saw how fast you were,” she muttered, turning her eyes back to the phone.
Now bent over the coffee table, Ewen was placing the cash into a bag. Elizabeth watched, her heart in her mouth, as Jack crossed the room with quick, silent strides, suddenly swung sideways, and kicked Ewen in the small of his back. As he flew to the floor, Jack jumped on top of him, cuffed his wrists in an instant, then swiftly moving an arm around his neck, he fisted Ewen’s hair and jerked his head to the side.
“Wow, that was impressive,” Elizabeth muttered.
“I can snap your neck, or you can pay attention,” Jack snarled.
“Yeah, okay, fuck, I’m listening,” Ewen squeaked. “Who are you?”
“They always ask that,” Scott mumbled with a grin.
“The only person who can save your life… or end it,” Jack replied. “You were just videotaped. You’re looking at serious jail time.”
“Fuck.”
“Or, I can have convincing evidence planted in your home, then make an anonymous call to Conchello and tell him you’re working for the feds. When he catches you, and he will because I’ll make sure of it, you’ll be tortured before you’re killed. From what I’ve heard, he likes to use old-fashioned methods, like hot pokers, and—”
