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on that my stomach dipped and my body vibrated. It was the biggest amount of cocaine I’d seen in one sitting, and we were about to take it all away from him. Not only would he be out by a lot of fuckin' money, but his name would be dragged through the mud. You only had to have one buy interrupted by law enforcement, and the trust evaporated.
Eduardo whistled and sauntered forward. “This is a lot of snow.”
“The best snow you’ll find too,” Hut said like he was a proud father talking about his son’s achievements on the football field.
I stayed toward the back, keeping my gaze on them for a second and then flicking it out toward the SUVs. It would only be a matter of minutes until the guys showed up with reinforcements, but I itched to take Hut down. I wanted that fucker all to myself.
“I think I should be the judge of that.” Eduardo raised his brows. “Let’s have a taste.”
Hut grinned and pulled one of the blocks away, piercing his knife into it and offering it to Eduardo. He shook his head and crooked his finger at one of his men.
“I don’t use my own product.” His knowing eyes stayed focused on Hut, letting him know he knew what he did with his product. “It’s detrimental to the business.”
His guy stepped forward, taking the knife off Hut whose nostrils were flared at the obvious put down from Eduardo. I wanted to laugh at the exchange, but I was counting down the minutes until this was all over. Until Hut was in cuffs, locked away, and finally, Lola would be safe—from both him and me.
“It’s good,” his guy said in his deep baritone.
“Great.” Eduardo clapped his hands together and grinned like he was the cat who had gotten the cream. “Go fetch the payment.”
You’d think in the twenty-first century, bags of money wouldn’t be exchanged at a deal. With the technology that was now available, you could transfer it in seconds, but Hut was old school. At least that was what he tried to say. I knew he was full of it and just liked to stare at the green notes.
A couple of Eduardo’s guys walked out of the warehouse and toward his SUV, and we all waited on tenterhooks. My cell vibrated in my pocket, signaling they were close, and I inhaled a breath. All I needed was the money to be handed to Hut, and then I could send the signal.
Ten bags were brought into the warehouse and placed at Hut’s feet, one after another. I pulled my cell out, dialing Jord’s number and letting it ring once.
“Nice doing business with you, Hutton.” Eduardo held his hand out, and Hut grasped it. “Until the next—”
Sirens blasted through the air, and I witnessed as, one by one, they all realized they’d been caught with their fingers in the cookie jar. Eduardo and his men were the first to move, but I didn’t care about them. Not yet, anyway. My main focus was Hut.
Doors slammed, and tires squealed, but I didn’t turn to see if Eduardo had gotten away, I kept my focus on Hut as he ran toward me.
“Quick, get the trap door open!”
I lunged forward, gripped his arm, and halted his forward movement. “No.”
“Brody? What the fuck?” His eyes were wild. “We gotta get out of here.” The sirens were so loud now I could barely hear him, which meant they were right here.
“You’re not going anywhere but lockup.”
“What...” He pulled away, and I let him. I could hold his arm in my grip if I wanted to, but I was begging him to fight me. I’d wanted to slam my fist into his face since he first laid hands on Lola, and this would be my opportunity to do just that. “What the fuck is going on?”
Ford and Quinn had made for the trap door, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ryan and Kyle heading right for them.
Jord whistled. “Well, shit, B, that’s a lot of goddamn snow.”
“Think it’ll be enough to have him rotting away in a cell?” I tilted my head to the side, tracking each of Hut’s movements, and as soon as his arm twitched at his side, I pulled my gun out and aimed it right at him. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”
“What the fuck is going on?” Hut asked a second time. He really was dense, or maybe he knew exactly what was happening and was playing the fool.
“You’re being raided.” I shrugged. “What do you think is going on?”
“What—”
“Jesus, B, you didn’t tell me he was a dumb shit to boot,” Jord growled.
“Maybe I just wanted you to find out for yourself.” I grinned at Jord, finally starting to feel like myself again. I’d lost a piece of me to this operation, and I had to get it back again. “Emerson Hutton,” I growled, stepping forward. “You’re under arrest for—”
“No!”
