In the form of an FBI agent that couldn’t keep his fucking eyes to his god damn self.
Nine
West
“Stone!” I roared.
I carried the stack of papers beneath my arm as I rushed to Stone and Hayley’s room.
“Stone! Stone! We have to move, and quickly. The cartel is trying—”
“What the fuck!?” Hayley shrieked.
The second I threw the man’s bedroom door open, all I saw was his pasty white ass perched in the air. A pair of feet dangled beyond his shoulders and I quickly whipped around as the two of them scrambled to get beneath the covers.
“What the actual fuck, West?” Stone growled.
I sighed. “Sorry, but this is very, very important.”
“Go, sweetheart,” Hayley whispered.
I heard the wet smacking of kisses before clothes were snatched up. A hand on my back shoved me out into the hallway and I caught myself against the wall before I whipped around. I’d never seen Stone so upset before. As he pinned me with a glare, I simply took the stack of papers beneath my arm and handed it to him.
“Diego found Carlos Banderas’ email in some archived shit he had, so I hacked his account.”
Stone’s anger immediately washed away. “You got into that man’s email? Let me see those.”
He snatched them from me and flipped through the pages before his eyes widened. I didn’t even have to say anything else. I knew he was putting two-and-two together, just like I had. He slowly looked back up at me and I nodded my head, as if to confirm what was on the page.
Like it wasn’t there in fucking black and white.
“Do we know who’s on the ‘sending’ end of these emails? Who the fuck is he conversing with?” Stone asked.
“In some other emails, he mentions a ‘lieutenant.’ I have a feeling that’s who we’re dealing with on the sending end.”
Stone nodded mindlessly. “We got a name for this lieutenant?”
I shook my head. “No, but we do have an email for him. That’s the next one I’m hacking, but I knew this information couldn’t wait.”
His eyes studied the maps. “Shit. They’re closer than we figured. Do they know where we are?”
“Not as of right now. At least, it doesn’t seem that way. But they’re looking and digging, and they’re combing areas in what looks like two-mile-by-two-mile radiuses. They’re going to eventually find us.”
“Fuck!” Stone exclaimed.
“You know that means we all have to find somewhere else to go. We have to move, and quickly.”
He slammed the papers back against my chest. “Call church. Now.”
With a piercing whistle and my fist banging on every single bedroom door, they guys were pulled out of their little honeymoon suites and dragged into the living room. It must’ve been sex hour and I hadn’t gotten the memo because Stone hadn’t been the only man attempting to get it in. I didn’t care, though. We had to figure out what the fuck we were going to do about all of this.
And as Stone filled the guys in on what we knew, I taped the printed maps up on the wall so everyone could see them.
“You’re fucking kidding me,” Texas said flatly.
Stone shook his head. “I honestly wish I were. The issue is that if we sit here any longer, they will find us. Their patrols will find this warehouse and it’ll be game fucking over. We have to move.”
Asher raked his hands through his hair. “Where the hell are we going to even go?”
