CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
JAKE
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“What was she doingdown there?”Ryder yells.
“No idea,” I reply, taking the corner sharply.
“Right here.”Liam points.
I turn again.
“Did Caylee know about today?”Ryder asks.
My blood starts to boil.“The fuck do you mean?
Is he accusing her of being involved with trafficking?Being an accomplice of Brad Thornton?
He has to be fucking kidding me.
“I don’t know,” the former Delta operator yells.“But it looks like Caylee led that girl downstairs and right into the kidnapper’s hands.”
The fuck she did.
But I can see how it looked like that.
“Stay focused on the job,” Liam growls.
I grip the steering wheel and then finally the van comes back into view.
Our second team pulls in front of them, and they swerve, turning onto a street and almost getting away.Liam is on the comms, getting the third team to go around to cut them off a few blocks away.
I put my foot on the gas again, following.
We’re too far behind.
“She’s Cole’s fucking sister,” I yell at Ryder, unable to let his comment go.
“That means shit.People do all kinds of things.”
