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Anthony blew out a breath.
Kenna filed all that away. “Are you talking about Lola? I can help find her.”
It might be Elisa. Ana had been shot in the forecourt, but they couldn’t find Lola. Or someone else? She didn’t want to stand right now, but if she found a missing person, she could get them to owe her a favor she’d be able to cash in on. Right?
“It’s actually what I do. Finding missing people.” She shrugged like it was no big deal. “I don’t know if you knew that.”
Anthony glanced at Benjamin. “Get her to find the mules?”
“Or she takes Lola’s place.” Benjamin seemed to think that was funny.
“So that’s what they’re here for.” And now they only had one, instead of three. It made sense now why the girls had been working on loading that truck, not in the room with all the other locals cutting and packaging drugs. They had a different job.Mules.
Benjamin shrugged. “There’s a guy in Seattle that likes his drugs delivered personally.”
And they asked no questions about what happened to the girls after they arrived. Was that how it worked? Kenna swallowed. “It’s good to have multiple streams of income.”
Benjamin tipped his head back and laughed as he walked out. “Now she’s getting it!”
The doctor glanced at her, then capped a needle and returned it to his bag.
Anthony stared.
A minute later they were all gone, and the door shut. Darkness descended on the room, and she only heard the sound of her own breath as she inhaled and exhaled.
Kenna used her feet to pedal herself in a slide across the floor. No one needed to know that her arms were practically useless. Between everything today, she needed some serious recovery time. She couldn’t lift her arm enough to run a hand over the outside of her shoulder where Elisa had hit her with that crate lid.
“Jax.” She collapsed onto the floor beside him, just enough strength to turn his head to her so she could scan his face. Her hand slipped to his shoulder so she left it there, able to feel the rise and fall of his chest. Thank God his shoulders hadn’t actually been dislocated, but he was still a mess. “Jax.”
Tears slid from the corner of her eye onto the floor.
She sniffed, but more fell. “Don’t give up. You have to hold on. We both do. You’ve got to believe we’ll get rescued.”
Because if they didn’t have faith they’d get out of this, what did they have?
He was a fed. FBI special agents had been killed at the same time they were taken. There was no way it hadn’t elicited a full-blown manhunt to get their agent back.
So how long would it take for them to come in like that pickup truck? Or with huge SUVs and a helicopter. They’d have to mount a rescue to recover him.
She’d been half expecting it since they both woke up here. But so far…nothing.
Jax still had his injury from the accident. The one that had slowly bled for days. Now it was a broken scab, surrounded by so many other abrasions and cuts she couldn’t imagine how much pain he would be in when he woke up.
Ifhe woke up.
No. She wasn’t going to do that. “Wewillget out of here. Years from now, we’ll be sitting at a coffee shop, remembering the time we were captives in Mexico.” She tried to smile, but it slipped. “We might even laugh about it, right?”
The time they had been held by four military guys, threatened with the arrival of a sheriff from Colorado who wanted revenge. When they’d struggled against the fear and pain and found a way to escape.
When she nearly got him out the night a rival cartel attacked.
That had been their best shot so far. That pickup truck had rolled in and caused enough mayhem it might have enabled her to sneak him out. But she hadn’t managed it.
If she could get them to do it again—or get the guys here to go to the cartel and cause mayhem over there—she would have an even better chance. She wouldn’t need to risk the FBI finding them after it was too late.
As it was, there were far too many ways this could go wrong before a rescue. Or an escape. But she couldn’t not try just because the odds weren’t good. The fact she couldn’t think of a time when she’d faced worse and succeeded wasn’t the point. Surviving alone wasn’t what she wanted. Not again.
She and Jax were getting out of this together.
