“You all work for me now. What I say, goes. You guys want to earn a pay raise?”
The sea of cartel heads nodded.
“Great,” Irish said, “then clean up this fucking mess and get this asshole out of my sight.”
So, I figured it was safe enough for me to step out of the shadows.
“West!” I called out.
Every single one of those crew members turned their heads in shock as I trotted out of the woods clinging to that shotgun.
“West! Over here! Come look at this!”
His eyes widened as he scurried toward me. “What in the fucking hell are you doing out here!? What in the world—what did I say—”
“Irish!” I exclaimed.
The man turned to face me and he held his arms out in the air. “Ah! It’s Chloe, right? Very nice to meet you,” he said as he walked up to me, “I don’t believe we’ve met yet. I’m Clancy Fitzpatrick.”
He offered his hand and I shook it. “Nice to finally meet you. Look what I got on camera.”
West’s wild eyes kept studying me. “Where the hell did you get the shotgun!?”
I giggled. “They were in the trunk of Carlos’s car.”
Stone trotted up to us. “Were you the one chucking the grenades?”
I smiled at him. “Nice little touch, huh? I mean, they just went flying.”
Stone smiled at me for the very first time. “You’re resourceful. I like that.”
“Down, boy,” West said flatly.
But when Clancy played the video of Carlos admitting that he was an informant for the FBI, everyone stopped.
“You got that shit on video?” West said breathlessly.
I handed my shotgun to Stone. “Yep. We’ve got our blackmail.”
Clancy typed away before he handed me my phone. “I just sent myself that video from yer files. Store my number away. Call me if ye ever need it.”
“Hey, thanks. I appreciate that a lot,” I said as I tucked my phone away.
West cupped my cheeks. “You are, without a shadow of a doubt, the most infuriating, most annoying, most insane, most incredible, most amazing woman I’ve ever known.”
My smile grew so bright that it closed my eyes. “Love you too, West.”
And the kiss he slammed against my lips left me breathless as our teeth started clattering together.
Twenty-Five
West
“Hell, yeah!”
“Wooooo hoo!”
“Come here, beautiful.”
