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She said, “You look better.”
“I’m alive.” Ramon lifted a brow. “I can say that, at least.”
Whatever deal he had going with Navarro, he’d been rescued along with her—and maybe that was part of why the cartel leader had done it. He’d hammered against Kart and his operation in multiple ways and come out the victor.
But what deal had the ex-fed made with Navarro that meant the cartel leader protected him, and invited Ramon to his table? She didn’t want to know what Ramon had done to prove his loyalty.
Or what he still had to do.
“Benjamin won’t be a problem anymore.” Kenna glanced around. “What about the rest of them?”
“Anthony didn’t make it here. As ourguest.” Navarro sipped his drink.
He’d either been killed or lost his life as a result of Navarro’s treatment—both of which amounted to the same thing.
“No one found Kart after,” Ramon said. “Not his body, and not him.”
Kenna flinched. “He isn’t dead?” Or here as a captive. “He’s out there?”
Maizie stiffened. She paused from tapping her phone screen as though she was chatting to someone. Kenna figured she’d already gained access to whatever security system Navarro had set up in his home.
From there, Kenna hoped Maizie could connect to the rest of Navarro’s operation and find out where he did his business. That way they could take down the entire thing from the inside. Send all the documentary evidence to the Mexican authorities—and the Drug Enforcement Agency. Whoever would listen.
Ramon’s jaw flexed. “We will find him. Don’t worry about that.”
If his expression was to be believed, Ramon would personally ensure Kart’s death. She had to respect a man determined to dish out payback for keeping him captive. What she didn’t know was if this was Navarro’s directive, or if Ramon had permission to take care of his own business here.
Kenna didn’t want to stick around long enough to find out.
She would rather get out of Mexico back to the US, find somewhere to rest, and be safe for a while—maybe with Maizie. Take a vacation. So long as she wasn’t going to be asked again to come back to DC and testify. As far as she was concerned, any meeting between her and the FBI would happen on an isolated tarmac in some out of the way state. They would have a single conversation before Kenna disappeared again.
If it wasn’t for the sake of Jax still being here, she’d have split as soon as she woke up.
Kenna bounced her other knee, trying to beat back the restlessness.
Navarro said something to Stairns. They both got up, taking their drinks to walk away along the pool through the garden.
“Surprised to see you.” Ramon shoved an appetizer in his mouth.
Kenna shrugged. “Figured we’d pay our respects, since Navarro is the one who cut me loose from the compound.”
“I’m not that surprised he didn’t only do it to rescue me.”
Kenna set her foot down and leaned onto the table. “He did it for information about Camila.”
Ramon didn’t seem to be too surprised about that, either. They’d talked about it.
Kenna said, “If you want out, I can help you.”
He stared at her and didn’t once even glance at Maizie.
“I won’t be here, but if Kart comes or the fourth guy shows back up and finds it all decimated”—the one who’d taken those mules to Seattle would return at some point—“you could be in for retaliation.”
“You’re not going to volunteer to stick around and protect me?” His lips twitched.
“Because you need it?” Kenna said.
That would mean either Navarro hung him out to dry, or Ramon didn’t have the strength to protect himself against attack because of his injuries.
