"You know this could go sideways fast."
"Of course."
"And you're doing it anyway."
"He’s escalating."
"...Fuck.Okay.I'm in.Buddy and Sinclair?"
"If they're available."
"They're available.This is what we do."
"Fair enough.I'll call you when I have something."
I set the phone down and stand at the window, looking out at the parking lot.It's empty.Quiet.But Randall's out there somewhere.Watching.Waiting.Planning his next move.
He thinks he has time.Thinks he can wear us down.Thinks eventually Carla will give up and come back to him.
He's wrong.
And I'm going to make sure he knows it.
I'm running through the plan in my head.Every step.Every contingency.Every way this could go wrong.
And I'm making damn sure it doesn't.
Because I'm not losing her.Not now.Not ever.
Randall Shelly picked the wrong woman to mess with.
And very soon, he's going to find out just how big a mistake that was.
CHAPTER 9
Carla
