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She wasn’t going to tell anyone here how that was correct.
“But now that she’s gone,” Kenna said, “you can secure your position as the one who will take over everything. Is that what the plan is? You become invaluable to him and maybe he’ll let you take over.”
Ramon shrugged one shoulder. “Navarro doesn’t need me. There are ten guys lining up behind me to take my place, and all of them have ideas about how he can make more money than he is. Or how he can find her.”
“He never will.”
His chin snapped up. “Where is she?”
Kenna winced. “So you can use the information to trade your way out of here and back to Navarro?” She slid her back down the wall and sat on the floor across from him. “If you do that, then you’re going to be taking me with you.”
Ramon shook his head. “You’re only saying whatever you need to so you can try and get out of this. We all have to live with the consequences of our choices, Kenna. Even you.”
“And if I told you that the sheriff who is on his way here wants retaliation because I set Navarro’s woman free?” She stared at him. “What then?”
His eyes narrowed. “You don’t know where she is.”
“I can tell him how to find her.” Of course, it wouldn’t work because she would give him completely wrong information.
She had no intention of selling Camila back to Navarro in exchange for her freedom. As much as she wanted to get out of here, Kenna refused to ever be the kind of person who destroyed someone else just so she could survive.
Ramon looked back down at the files. “There’s nothing we can do right now, and no way to contact anyone. So why don’t you help me look through all this. That way, when Kart asks what we’ve been doing we’ll give him something to show for it.”
“You think I care one little bit about that?”
“Reading these will help give your mind something to do while it puzzles over how to get out of here in the background.”
Kenna understood how creative thinking worked, but she didn’t have enough presence of mind to occupy her thoughts in the hope that her subconscious would come up with an answer. Wasn’t that what she’d been doing since she got here? Puzzling over how she ended up brokering a deal between two warring groups and how she was now being tasked with catching a person who had kidnapped and killed multiple women.
“I don’t even care anymore,” she muttered.
“So you’ve given up,” Ramon said. “You don’t have it in you to fight back. You’re waiting for someone else to rescue you.” He tossed a file across the floor to her. “What if they never do? What if you’re abandoned in the very place your nightmares come from and no one will ever come and get you out?”
She stared at him. “You were undercover.” It wasn’t like he’d been captured by a serial killer. So what was he talking about?
“Tell me,” Ramon said. “What did my handler report in about all the times I tried to call her and I got no answer? Or about the attempts I made to contact the office, but I was told that my credentials were no longer valid?”
“Someone sold you out?” She frowned. “Why would they do that?”
Ramon snorted. “You think I haven’t been trying to figure that out ever since?”
“Why haven’t you just left? You could have gone home and set everything straight.” She lifted the file and held it close, as if paper and card stock could provide a defensible barrier against anything at all. “You could have told your side of the story and been given a fair shake.”
“Meanwhile, my handler is promoted and given a cushy corner office in the city of her choice.”
“She lost an asset. Why did she get promoted?”
Ramon shrugged one shoulder. “You tell me. I haven’t been able to figure that out.”
“Does it have anything to do with Navarro, or Kart and his operation?”
“The undercover operation wasn’t anywhere near here. When I realized I’d been sold out as a federal agent, I put the call out for extraction. But no one came, so I had to run.”
“Why didn’t they kill you?” Surely if they figured out a man among them was a federal agent, they would have ended his life and buried him where no one would ever find him. Then again, that hadn’t happened to Jax as soon as the men here had put together precisely who he was.
Kenna had no idea why they’d taken both of them, instead of just her.
Or if they’d known all along who Jax was.
