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“Okay. And where’s the rest?”
“I told you, man. That’s it.”
Will pulled his gun again. “You sure?”
“Yes.” The guy’s voice cracked. “I swear. That’s all there is. Please don’t shoot me. If there was more, I’d tell you. I promise.”
“What about future shipments?”
“I don’t know. They only tell me one job at a time.”
“Okay.”
“You gonna let me go?”
“Nope.”
“But you said—”
“I said I might. And you gave me nothing I didn’t already know.” It wasn’t what he’d been hoping for. It hadn’t been what he’d been praying for over the last decade.
Turning his phone on, he watched the screen while it found reception again, and his phone dinged with messages. Six missed calls from Maddison.
“Maddy, Maddy, Maddy. Always keeping tabs on me.” He hadn’t told her about his extracurricular activities. She wouldn’t like him working a side job while they already had one. When they’d first met, he’d thought she’d be the rogue, but it turned out she was much more of a team player than him. Maybe it was because she was a twin. She never said much about her sibling besides that his name was Charlie. Will was used to fending for himself after growing up in foster homes. He didn’t know what it was like to have a brother or sister besides the one person he’d allowed himself to grow close to. She was the one person whose loss set the course for the rest of his life. She was the reason he was here tonight.
He listened to her messages, then called her, but it went to voicemail. “Sorry, Maddy. Personal stuff I had to take care of. I’m back on the scene now. Call me.”
Then he made the call to the police and waited for their arrival. If they were lucky, Billy and his gang would turn up and give them a couple more arrests, although that was unlikely. They’d sniff out the police before they got close.
“I think he’s dead,” the guy said about Campbell, who was slumped over with his eyes closed.
“Maybe. He a friend of yours?”
“Naw. Met him a couple of times. That’s it. He’s actually kind of rude.” He looked down at Campbell and shifted away from him.
“What’s your name?”
“They call me Skipper.”
“Skipper, huh? You own a boat?”
“I hate boats. I got thrown from one once. Almost drowned.”
“Makes sense.” The police were on their way, so he had one last shot to find even the smallest thread of a lead.
“That’s a lot of drugs in there.”
“I know.”
“The police are going to take you in and ask you questions about who you work for and what you know. They’ll squeeze you.”
“I know the drill. But it’s like I told you. I don’t know anything. I don’t know where they get the drugs from, and I don’t know where they go.”
“Maybe no one told you directly, but you must have heard something. I won’t tell anyone it was you who snitched, and you’ll get to go free now. Otherwise, you’ll spend the rest of your life in prison, and you’re too young for that. So come on. Tell me what you know.”
“All I can tell you is there aren’t any more drugs with this shipment. This is it. I wasn’t lying.”
“What about human trafficking? What do you know about that?”
