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Navarro stared at her from the other end of the table.
Just then, the door whipped open so fast it hit the stone surface of the bar and the glass door shattered across the patio.
Maizie let out a short scream. Kenna set a hand on her arm and stared at the woman who ran in. She raced to Navarro, who was crying and pleading in Spanish too fast for Kenna to even pick out the few words she did know.
She glanced at Ramon. “What’s going on?”
Ramon pushed his chair back and stood. “The child. The new nanny was stabbed. There’s blood all over the floor, and the boy is missing.” He started to sway.
Kenna stood. The last thing she wanted was for the three of them to be dragged into something else—or implicated. She’d been a distraction before. Would Navarro think the same thing might’ve happened again? She didn’t want to offer to find the child.
She didn’t want to be dragged in.
ChapterEighteen
“Come on.” Ramon waved for Kenna to go with him.
She didn’t like it, but she went.
As the former fed led Kenna into the house and down the halls, someone followed behind her.
She glanced back and saw Maizie right there. Kenna nodded, not wanting the girl to be far from her. At least not any more than it seemed Maizie wanted the same thing.
Yelling erupted from the opposite end of the house.
They raced through the house to a different wing she hadn’t visited before. It took on a more casual feel than the areas where Navarro would entertain guests.
Ramon passed a couple of the cartel guys, headed the opposite direction. No one looked happy. The boss was on a rampage. Hopefully, the alert had gone out quick enough that they could track down whoever had taken the boy before they left the property.
The nanny lay on a blue rug in the center of the room, blood soaking into the fabric beneath her. Kenna knelt on one side while Ramon did the same on the other. Between the nanny’s lips, air bubbles tinged with blood gathered.
“She’s alive,” Kenna said.
Ramon nodded.
She glanced at Maizie, who stood beside the door. Out of sight of anyone entering. Her back to the wall. “See if you can find me towels.”
The girl pushed off the wall and headed through to what looked like a bathroom.
Ramon lifted his two fingers from the nanny’s neck. “Her pulse is pretty sluggish. She might have lost too much blood already.”
“We still need to try and save her.”
Maizie handed Kenna a stack of white towels.
Kenna covered the wound on the nanny’s chest and leaned her upper body on it. “I did this for you, and you lived.” Ramon could say whatever he wanted. She was still going to do what she was going to do. What she believed God asked of her and the life He’d given her. “It’s always worth trying.”
“You think I’m going to argue with you?” Ramon shot back. Still, there was some hesitation in his expression. “I know you don’t care if she was a nice person or not.”
“Because every single life in this world is precious. If you write people off because they’ve done bad things, or you believe they’ll never change, and then you let them die? That’s a chance they could’ve changed, and you stole it from them.”
Even if she was sometimes no better than any of the terrible people she’d been surrounded with. Even if instead she wanted desperately to believe she was so much more worthwhile than they were. All because they chose to victimize others.
No one could be so far gone that they weren’t able to be saved.
A child who could grow up to be a deadly cartel leader was still innocent—no matter what he might do in the future.
There was only a tipping point between her becoming the things she hunted in the dark and dragged into the light. Between being swallowed up by the need for vengeance and being the person she wanted to be.
