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“Just peachy, now get out of my way. I want to blow some shit up,” Ghost said gleefully.

Jaxson just smiled and gave me a thumbs-up. “The rest are making their way to the hacienda… seems they ran out of four-wheelers to send after us.”

“Works for me. Keep my best friend safe. It would really suck to have to kill one or all of you if something happens,” I commented and jumped off the tank.

Neither of them replied, but if something did happen, they would happily let me kill them for failing her like that. Void thudded to the ground next to me, and we gave each other a look before we took off sprinting across the open space to the house. Pulling free one of my guns, I screwed on a silencer, wanting to take people out but for them not to know what directions the bullets came from.

Void and I picked off a few people here and there, but to my dismay, there weren’t as many as we had anticipated. Carefully, I navigated the rubble we left behind from our exit, and instead of going for the garden area, I turned right and went deeper into the house. Pausing, I reached into one of the pockets of the utility belt and put in my earpiece so I could hear the others. It was silent right now, making me instantly suspicious. Void had my back as we moved through the rooms on the first level, but it was so fucking quiet. It was all wrong.

Checking the last bedroom, I entered and froze. There tied to a chair with a laptop on her legs was none other than motherfucking Kimber. Her mouth was gagged, tears streamed down her cheeks, and snot dripped from her nose, making her look absolutely pathetic.

Striding forward, I yanked down the gag and handed the laptop to Void.

“Well, what do you know? It’s the bad penny that keeps turning up in my life to fuck me over. You know I really should have just fucking killed you with the rest of the Blackjax for all the shit you pulled,” I snarled at her.

She sniffed like a damn damsel in distress. “Dax, please. I’m sorry really… I’m so so sorry for all of it.”

“Like I fucking believe a word you have to say right now,” I bit out. Glancing down, I spotted my parents’ wedding rings around her neck threaded through a cheap silver chain. Grabbing them, I snapped the necklace off her, making her flinch. “How dare you fucking take these from me? What gave you the right to have something like this when you didn’t even fucking love my brother?”

“That’s not true,” she shot back. “I loved Devin more than anything in the world.”

“Yeah, sure, keep telling yourself that,” I muttered and turned my back on her to face Void. “What’s the bastard got to say?”

“He was here,” was all he said then hit play.

A man’s face appeared on the screen, and I knew it was Marco by the unmistakable resemblance to Mariana. “Hola, señorita, I’m so glad you decided to drop by and visit my home. You certainly know how to make an entrance.”

In the background, I could hear shouting, gunfire, and the boom of the tank going off, so I knew this was real.

“I believe you know my nephew and my lovely sister,” Marco said, panning the camera to where they were battered and bruised on the ground. “It would seem they have been sharing a little too much of the family history with you. They needed to be punished, but as of right now, they’re still alive. If they stay that way, it’s up to you. You took out my helicopter, so I can’t leave, but you obviously have a plane. I’ll let these two live if you get your plane to come back and land on my private airstrip. Then I will disappear, and we can start our cat-and-mouse game again with you hunting me down. So what will it be? Oh, I hope you don’t mind. I left this message in the care of someone you knew. Thought it best that you hear this from your family.”

Hurtling the laptop against the wall, it shattered and dropped to the ground. “Where the fuck did he go, Kimber?”

“I don’t know. They never allowed me into certain parts of the house where they did business. To them, I was just a whore to pass around and use,” she wailed.

The sound of her tears grated on me, knowing she was just doing it to manipulate me. Marco needed her for information on me, but now that he got what he wanted from her, he was using her to get under my skin.

Tapping the earpiece sent out a signal to all the others that there was a problem and someone needed to answer me.

“Dax, what’s the matter?” Harper asked. “It’s dead out here, there’s no movement at all.”

“Fuck,” I swore, then turned on Kimber, slamming my fist into her face. “Tell me what I want to know, you useless cunt.”

The tears dried up, and anger filled her eyes, showing me the Kimber I knew well. “You fucking bitch, all of this is your fault, all of it. If you had just left everything alone, I wouldn’t have had to suffer like this all my life.”

“Yeah, I’m not going to let you sit there spewing that disgusting filth all over me,” I informed her. “Tell me where they went and why my men aren’t answering me, and I might consider letting you live. Otherwise, I wonder what it would feel like to be slowly crushed by a tank?”

Her face paled as she knew I never bluffed. I’d squash her like a bug without even batting a lash. Licking her lips, she swallowed. “There’s a tunnel with a track that will take you to the other location where they keep the drugs.”

“See, was that so hard?” I asked, patting her cheek with far more force than I needed. “Well, it seems I’m off to find me a tunnel.”

“Wait,” Kimber called. “You can’t leave me here like this.”

“You know what, you’re absolutely right.” Lifting my gun, I shot her right between the eyes. “That’s much better. No way she’s going to be causing me trouble now.”

Chapter 33 - Dax

Hurrying out of the room, Void and I went to the courtyard, knowing it was the only place that made sense to have a tunnel. “Harper, did you get all that?” I asked.