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“Kenna Banbury!” That was Kart. “Come out with your hands up, and we won’t shoot you.”
A man who’d opted to testify and make a deal with the feds, suddenly in charge of the operation? She didn’t think so. No way these guys were legit. If he really was giving up the cartel or his own operation in exchange for lighter sentences, there was no way they’d let him run the show.
She gritted her teeth. All he wanted was the money. She needed to save her friends’ lives, and if that meant she delivered the money to Navarro, then so be it. She would make the deal. She would do nearly anything and didn’t want to be pushed to the breaking point on exactly how far she’d go to save Maizie and Stairns.
Hurry up, Jax.
“Kenna Banbury,” Kart repeated.
“I hear you!” She tried not to sound as irritated as she was, but the anger and frustration still bled into her tone.
“Come out with your—”
“We can’t do that!” she screamed, cutting him off. “Ramon is hurt. Your friends shot him, and now he’s bleeding out. He needs medical help!” Her throat burned. If she yelled back and forth much more, she’d wind up losing her voice.
“Surrender yourself. We’ll take care of Ramon.”
More than likely they’d shoot both of them. “I know you only want the money!”
“These are federal agents. They’re here to help.”
And she was supposed to believe that?
“Come out. We’ll rectify this situation.”
Kenna drew in a few long breaths, trying to calm her racing heart and ease her breathing so she didn’t react in a panic. The last thing she needed to do was get trigger-happy and end up shooting Jax—or one of the real feds. In fact… “I want to see some ID! If those are real feds, then they need to prove it!”
“Come out, and you can verify who they are.”
A low metal creak drew her attention—and a whole lot of confusion. Almost like Ramon was out of the truck.
“That’s not going to happen!” Kenna sucked in a breath and yelled again. “We’re taking this money to Navarro!”
“It’s federal property now. They’re gonna seize it!” Kart yelled back. “But no one wants more bloodshed, so stand down.”
Kenna felt movement behind her and stiffened.
“Just me.” Ramon didn’t sound good.
At least it hadn’t been Elliot. Where had the sheriff slithered off to?
She backed up, making space between her and the truck so she’d still have line of sight on the opening and be able to get a look at him. His left shoulder made her want to be sick. He held the arm across his body with his other. “You need a hospital.”
“My life doesn’t work like that.” He spoke through gritted teeth. “Give me the gun. Take the truck and keep going straight. There’s an opening at the end. You can get the money to Navarro and get your friends back.”
She flinched. “I’m not doing it alone. I’m waiting for Jax.”
“So take him when he gets here.” Ramon pushed out a breath. “Get the money. Get your friends.”
“I’m not leaving you here to die.” She had already lost enough people. “You’re coming, too.”
Ramon shifted. “Here goes.” He lifted his chin.
She spotted the open door, making sure they weren’t about to be ambushed. Then glanced where Ramon had indicated and saw FBI agents—the real feds here—breach the room.
One of Kart’s friends breached the opening.
Kenna took a shot and heard a scream and a thud.
