“We already there.” Roman barked.
Knox sat silent at the head of the table while tension rolled heavily through the room and honestly the fury inside him looked quieter now.
Which somehow felt more dangerous. Wire pulled up maps on the laptop while Saint marked locations with a knife against the table.
Then Bones muttered something that made my stomach tighten instantly.
“Cartel money’s backing this now.” Bones said.
“Outside buyers moving weapons through Reaper routes.” Roman nodded.
I stayed quiet near the back wall while unease curled slowly through my chest. Cartel, mob connections, federal investigations.
At this point my life sounded like somebody fed a crime documentary cocaine.
“We confirm routes before moving.” Knox said rubbing his hands across his face.
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