Delgado hunched over, giving Alana enough room to duck under his arm, grab the wrist of the hand holding the gun and yank it up behind his back.“Now, tell your men to lay down their weapons.”
Chase’s chest swelled with pride at how fierce Alana was with Delgado.
Delgado clamped his jaw shut, refusing to give the order.
Alana pushed his arm up higher between his shoulder blades.She plucked the pistol from his grip and held it to Delgado’s leg.“Tell them, or I’ll shoot first one leg, and then the other.”
The cartel leader grunted.His face broke out in a sweat and turned a ruddy red.Finally, he spoke in Spanish.
His men didn’t budge, but held onto their weapons, pointing them at Chase.
“I get the feeling you didn’t do as I said.”Still holding the arm up between his shoulder blades, she pressed the pistol into his thigh.“Think I won’t pull the trigger?Remember who was going to rape me and then turn me over to his men to do with as they pleased?”She shifted the barrel of the pistol and pulled the trigger, hitting the tip of Delgado’s toe.
The man screamed and would have hopped up and down, but Alana had his arm in her grip and refused to ease up on the pressure she applied.
“The leg is next,” she warned him.
Chase chuckled.“If there’s one thing I’ve learned about my wife, she’s a very determined woman.I’d do as she says.”
“Exactly,” Hank Patterson stepped out of the shadows, carrying a submachine gun.“Your men are surrounded.Have them put down their weapons.”
“Now,” Chase said, his voice steely.He’d had it with Delgado and his threats.“I have a man on the roof, ready to shoot you as soon as my wife is done with you.”
Delgado glared at Chase and muttered Spanish obscenities beneath his breath.Then he took a deep breath and shouted to his men.
One by one, they threw down their weapons and held their hands in the air.
Trevor herded the two men down from the roof at gunpoint.
Three of Hank’s men collected the guns and knives from Delgado’s men and patted them down, finding more on their bodies.When they were divested of their weapons, Hank had his men load them into the back of the delivery truck and lock the door.Hank paid the driver to take them to the south side of Cabo San Lucas and let them loose in their rival gang’s territory.That left only Delgado himself.
“We’ll take care of Delgado.”Hank took over from Alana and zip-tied Delgado’s wrists behind his back.
Chase closed the distance between him and Alana and pulled her into his arms.
“There’s an extradition order for him, but the Mexican government won’t do anything to release him to the US,” Trevor said.
“I know someone who could help get him to the US,” Carson said.“Let me handle it.”
“Who is it?”Hank asked.
“The less you know, the better,” Carson said.“My friend doesn’t always follow the rules.”
“Hank, this is Carson,” Chase said.“Former Navy SEAL.”
“Thought I recognized you.”Hank held out his hand.“We served a deployment together.”His eyes narrowed.“I think it was in Iraq.”He shook his head.“I’m pretty sure you saved my ass on that mission.It’s been a while.”
Carson grasped Hank’s hand.“I think it was the other way around.You saved my ass.”
Hank waved a hand at the men standing around.“How did you end up helping Trevor and Chase?”
With a shrug, Carson said, “I’ve been an expatriate for several months here in Cabo.”
“Well, if you decide you’ve had too much fun in the sun,” Hank said, “the demand is greater than the supply of Brotherhood Protectors.You’re welcome to join Brotherhood Protectors in Montana or one of my other locations across the US.”He tilted his head, his eyes narrowing.“Or you could join my newest acquisition, the Stealth Operations Specialists.That might be right up your alley.”
Carson shot a grin toward Gina.“I’ll consider it.Working this mission reminded me of all the fun I’ve been missing.”
“Well, the offer is open,” Hank said.
