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A black van pulled up, blocking Caio’s view of the scene. I couldn’t see her. I couldn’t fucking see her.
I stopped breathing. I stared, waiting for the goddamned van to move.
And then it did. And Greta was gone.
“All right, time to move,” Gabe said, switching his attention to the second computer monitor that showed Greta’s location. Just a red dot on a screen, moving further away. And then further. He looked unruffled, but the strain in his voice gave him away.
Raven glanced up at Nico, her lips pressed in a flat line, her face pale.
He squeezed her hand and gave one curt nod while Deo and Vito checked their weapons.
My gaze shifted back and forth between the computer screens.
Greta’s empty car in the lot.
The red dot moving on the screen.
It moved and moved, heading in the direction we knew it would go, toward the RHC airstrip. All the while, images bombarded my brain. Greta unconscious. Greta hurt. Had they shoved her in the back of the van, then ignored her, couriering her to the private airstrip like a postal package? Or likeEl Víbora’smen, had they not left her alone?
My stomach turned while the white-hot fire in my veins pumped hard and fast. It filled me, surrounded me. It separated me from the men and woman in the room.
I waited for it to ebb. To recede. To cool.
What I’d come to love about fire was the way it burned, it destroyed, then it fizzled out. I waited for this agony to fizzle out.
But it didn’t.
I squeezed my eyes shut.Follow her and get her back.That was the basics of the plan. No matter where they took her, we’d follow and take her back. All of us. Half a dozen Old Dogs, all the Costa brothers and Raven. Leo and his two brothers. Deo and Vito. Nacio Morales. A dozen other men between them.
I walked through the plan, but as I did, a new feeling crept in, something insidious, something… wrong.
So wrong, I couldn’t believe I’d missed it.
“Something’s not right,” I said, watching as the red dot paused, then kept moving—a traffic light or a stop sign.
“She’ll be okay,amico,”Gabe said. He moved to put a hand on my shoulder, then dropped it.
I shook my head. We’d all missed it.
Despite the fire burning in my veins, my insides felt cold. Frozen.
“Stop them,” I said. I barely recognized my own voice.
Gabe smiled sympathetically. “I hate this too,amico,but she knows what she’s—”
“No, she doesn’t,” I cut in. “None of us knew.”
But there was no stopping this, no way Caio could catch up to them now, never mind overtake them.
“What are you talking about?” Leo asked. He’d been quiet, watching me.
“This was never about takingyoudown,” I said to Gabe. This wasn’t about stopping Gabe and the people who worked with him—like Greta—from coming after him. And it wasn’t about protecting his empire in Mexico.
That asshole, Domínguez had been a step ahead of us the entire way. He’d plotted and schemed, planned out every step meticulously. He’d known how we would respond every step of the way.
And now, every one of us was going to pay.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
