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Kenna shifted and tried to stand. “I’m going to need more than that if I’m going to find her.”
ChapterSix
Navarro strode back in. He said something to Ramon in Spanish, then turned to her. “Get out of my chair.”
Any response she might’ve given disappeared when Ramon rounded the table and dragged her out of the chair by her elbow. He hauled her back to stand in front of Navarro. There was no time to ask if Navarro knew who Ramon really was.
Then again, he was alive—and not like Jax hung on to life. So maybe the cartel leader didn’t know who Ramon had been in his previous life. Or was he deep undercover, and the “gone rogue” thing was only a fake to keep his true motives secret?
She glanced between the two men and realized they looked more upset than angry.
“Everything okay outside?” Kenna didn’t like the idea that anyone had lost their life. No matter what side they were on, a life was a life.
Keep telling yourself that.
At least it would remind her she had morals. So far she had lived her life according to the law. Kart might think that down here was the Wild West. He believed he could do whatever he wanted and be outside of the gaze of the US government. But that wouldn’t last long, surely. Now that she had made that call, it was only a matter of time before this whole area was descended on by local law enforcement and their US counterparts, or some kind of international cooperative taskforce. Something good, like Homeland Security or the DEA.
Navarro studied her, and the skin around his eyes flexed. Confused by her question?
“Is anyone hurt?” Kenna asked. She didn’t mind being nothing like anyone he’d ever met before. But she didn’t want to be enough of an anomaly that she drew his attention. That would lead to being here one second longer than necessary when Kenna was determined to get out as fast as possible. “Are all of your people safe?”
Ramon made a chuckle-like sound, as though he didn’t want to laugh outright in front of the man who pulled his strings.
Navarro said, “Those Americans are going to have to work harder if they want to injure me.”
“And your son?” Kenna paused. “He’s okay now?”
“His nanny has recently found herself in need of alternate employment.” He lifted his chin. “But mynephewis fine, thank you.”
“That’s good.” The kid had seemed pretty scared.
Kenna was the last person who’d have thought she had any kind of maternal instinct. It wasn’t like she spent that much time around children. Except the few that she rescued—which hadn’t happened much lately. Or her friends’ kids.
She didn’t need Navarro to offer her a nannying/bodyguard position.
“I should get going.”
Navarro lifted one eyebrow.
“There’s a friend of mine back at the American’s compound, and if I don’t return, they’re going to kill him.” She glanced at Ramon to see if she could tell from his face whether he cared or not that there was an FBI agent in danger.
Neither Ramon nor Navarro said anything. It was more what they didn’t say than what they did. They likely wanted revenge against Kart and his friends for their man’s violent death. But if they did, it wasn’t something they were planning on explaining to her anytime soon.
Were these men going to say anything at all? Or would they wait until she said more than she’d planned and gave something away she shouldn’t?
Navarro probably believed that there would never be a world in which he was required to explain himself to anyone. Least of all her.
“Did they manage to get in?”
Navarro shook his head. “Just you. The Trojan horse.”
“Did they destroy any product?” She had no idea what he even made or stored here.
“These Americans only buzz at my door like flies.”
Kenna figured that explosions were a bit more than flies hitting the window. “So…just irritating?”
“I keep my business tight,” Navarro said. “Something these Americans have yet to learn.”
