Page 25 of Dust and Ashes


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Navarro frowned. Maybe not understanding the expression?

“It’s great, thanks.” Kenna wanted to ask for a glass of ice water, since the coffee was hot. The temperature out here made heat shimmer up from the asphalt road. Sweat ran down her back only part due to the heat, but more the fact she sat in the center of a circle of lethal men.

If Stairns really was here, he’d probably wait for a good time to grab her. Right now would be the worst possible time.

Kart leaned toward her. “You want to live? You figure out what’s happening at both our places. You bring us the person who is undermining our operations.”

Kenna wasn’t going to assume God was giving her this hot anger that gave her an ounce of bravado. Might be her frustration, but it also might be a prayer she had prayed that enabled her to say, “You want me to figure out who is stealing from you? Then you let Jax go free.” And she said it without even flinching.

Kart chuckled.

“So you do have an FBI agent in your compound.” Navarro leaned back in his chair.

Kart said, “You want him, give me the mine.”

Kenna’s stomach clenched. “My friend isn’t your bargaining chip.”

“Everyone is a pawn in someone else’s game,” Kart said. “Even me.”

Navarro said, “Speak for yourself.”

“Yeah?” Kart fired back. “Is that how you feel about Alejandro? He’s got no hold over you?” Kart paused. “We all owe a debt to someone.”

Kenna chose who she owed, and who might feel like they owed her. But that debt was paid in support and compassion. A currency neither of these men understood. Though, she prayed Navarro’s nephew did as he grew up and managed to hold on to it.

They really wanted her to solve their problem?

“How do either of you know I won’t favor the other?” She set her cup on the table and waited while a truck rattled past them. When the street had quieted again, she said, “Or do you believe it was a third party, not one of you stealing from the other and then retaliating?”

Kart dug out his phone.

Navarro sat completely still.

Kart showed him the screen. “Do you have this girl? Did your men take her from my house?”

The picture was Lola.

Navarro shook his head. “Where is my bride?” His throat bobbed, just a tiny hint of his emotional state and nothing more. “Did you take her from me?”

Kart lifted one hand and looked around. “To do so would have meant war. Why would I take her?”

“To destroy me. Why else?”

“But you didn’t?” Kenna turned in her chair to face Kart.

He simply shook his head.

“So someone else is interfering with your businesses.” Who hated them both?

“Not one of my men,” Navarro said. “They would never betray me like this.”

Kart’s jaw flexed. “Mine wouldn’t dare.”

“Okay,” Kenna said. “It’s good we got that settled. Let Jax go free, and I’ll figure out what’s going on.”

She had to shift in the seat, in lieu of getting up and running, which would only result in her death and Jax’s. Everything in her wanted to flee, but she couldn’t. She might manage to save herself, but it would cost Jax his life. Still, the edges of her composure were about to fray.

The heat. The lack of rest. No peace. Little food. Not much water.

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