Page 5 of Love Above Law

"I'll see you later," he calls out after he turns and walks off in the direction of his black SUV. Turning on my heels, I stride in the opposite direction. Getting into my car, I fire her up and head toward my apartment.

A few hours later we're in the air. It's almost a six-hour flight so, I take that time to go over all the intel we have and take more notes. I'm hoping we can dig up a few more leads on the ground.

We're greeted by a man and a woman as soon as we step out of the terminal gates. "Agents Johnson, Taylor, Kekoa, and Wallace?

"That's us," Kurt extends his hand.

"Thanks for coming. I'm Agent Mackey, and this is Agent Stamos," Agent Mackey declares.

"Greek?" Kai directs his attention to the female agent standing in front of us. It seems she's just as impressed by his appearance as he is hers. I clear my throat and shake their hands.

"It's good to meet you both." I recognize their names. These are the two agents who have worked on the Santino case for some time now.

"Come on. Dinner is on us tonight. We'll take you to the hotel you'll be staying at afterward. Tomorrow we start bright and early."

"Sounds Good." I look to my coworkers and they all nod in agreement.

* * *

Early the next morning the guys and I meet up with Stamos and Mackey. Their first names being Zoe and Dylan. Our first stop is out by the loading dock in the harbor where they made the massive drug bust the other night. "Where did you pinpoint the sniper's positioning?" I ask them.

Stamos turns and points toward a five-story warehouse building to our right which looks like it's currently under construction and has a crane mounted on top of the roof. "From the direction of shots fired it was in that area. Whoever it was left nothing behind."

"Lex and Kai, go look around. Never hurts to search again. Meet us down by the loading dock when you've finished."

With our orders, Kai and I head over to the building. Two men making their way into the yard make eye contact with us as they walk by but never say a word. "Was I the only one getting creepy vibes from those two?" Kai says in a hushed tone.

Within three yards of the building, we hear what sounds like metal clinking against metal coming from above. The moment the two of us glance up, we notice a massive iron beam attached to a chain that's connected to the crane on top of the building, and it's swaying from side to side. Without further warning, the chain snaps. Running, we clear the area just as it crashes onto the pavement.

"What the fuck?" Kai looks up at the broken chain still swaying.

"The safety foreman is going to have someone's ass for breakfast." I look around making sure no one else was near when it happened.

"Those two dumb fucks we passed a few minutes ago came from this direction. Think they could have been up to no good?" Kai peers off in the direction they were heading, and I do the same.

"Something we can look into," I tell him. "Could have been an isolated accident."

We take about an hour casing the building. We inspected it from top to bottom not finding anything, so we head across the yard toward the shipping containers where the rest of the team is standing.

"Find out anything?" I ask them.

Stamos answers. "Nothing we didn't already know. The people around here are tight-lipped. If they aren't working for Santino, then they are scared to open their mouth for fear of losing their lives. I take it you two didn't come across anything new?"

"Nothing." I cross my arms and wait for the others to wrap up their questioning with the yard supervisor.

"How's that warrant coming along for us to gain access to Santino's home?" I ask her.

"Hit a snag on that one. DA doesn't feel like we have enough to get the judge to issue one but plans to put it on his desk later today anyway.

With that news, we decided to stretch out the day here at the yard interviewing pretty much every employee on site. The warrant fell through, and no one was willing to talk the moment Santino's name was brought up. We ended the day the same way we started.

4

Leyna

Sitting in the back seat of a sleek black car an arms-length away from the man who calls himself Santino, I mask my feelings of being terrified. I have the urge to throw my body out of this moving car. I'd rather eat asphalt than play Santino's pawn. But I have no choice. Whatever is going on involves my brother, and I'd do anything for Gabriel. So, keeping my ass rooted in place is my only option. Although I can't help but wonder just what my brother has gotten himself into. What could Gabriel have that has Santino going through such drastic measures to get what he wants?

I'm pulled from my thoughts when I feel the car come to a stop. Peering out the tinted window, I see we have stopped on an airstrip in front of a small plane. I almost want to laugh at how quickly this man has come into my country, taken me out of my home, and is now about to fly me out of Cuba; a place my brother and I have been trying to get me out of for the past couple of years. Getting permission to leave my country is not easy; not the legal way. But for men like Santino, who have money and power, the rules don't apply. A few seconds later the back-passenger door is ripped open, and a hand latches on to my right bicep, pulling me from the car. In this moment, I've decided I have had enough of this asshole manhandling me. Using my left hand, I reach over and down toward his crotch. I then grab a fist full of his dick and squeeze. Once he releases my arm, I use my now free hand to deliver a swift chop to his throat, causing the prick to double over and gasp for his next breath.