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“He’ll get over it when he sees the one I’ve lined up in its place.”

Mav perks up in his chair. “What do you mean?”

“One of the reasons I’m not sweating this shit with Hector is because I’ve already secured an alternate source. Lined it all up last week. Everything’s gonna launch right on schedule. I’m calling Kellerman tonight to fill him in.”

“Who’s your source?”

“The Colombians.”

Mav goes eerily quiet, his body frozen aside from the occasional blink of his eyelids. “Now, when you say Colombians, you mean…”

“I went and walked the coca fields myself with Rodrigo Aguilar last week.”

“Jesus fucking Christ.” He leans forward, burying his face in his hands. “We’re gonna die.”

“We’re not gonna die, Mav. Put your vagina away.”

“Yo, fuck you, Nick. The Colombians? Really? Why don’t you just invite Pablo Escobar up for a visit while you’re at it?”

“Well, he’s been dead since ’93, so he probably won’t make it.”

“You know what? I changed my mind. I want my Jonsie-related question. Does your sister know you’ve lost your fucking mind?!”

“Listen to me!” I shout, growing tired of this conversation. “This is a win-win. We’ve been trying to help the Feds catch Yuri red-handed for years. This gives us more opportunities to do so. However, you and I both know that while tying him to the drugs would be phenomenal, Kellerman has also upped his expectations. What does he want?”

Mav sighs. “To tie Yuri to the trafficking, but those are all Eastern European girls he’s moving. The majority of them he don’t even bring here.”

“Think about it. Where is Colombia located?”

“Nick, don’t ask me geography questions. My high school social studies teacher spent more time with my dick in her mouth than actually teaching me anything. Skip to the good part.”

“Venezuela, you asshole. Colombia is next to Venezuela, the Latin American country with the highest instances of trafficked women.”

Mav’s jaw slightly drops as realization dawns on him. “You’re baiting him.”

“Hook, line, and motherfucking sinker.”

CHAPTER 10

THEN

NICKY – Age 17

“This party’s dope. Nathan outdid himself this time around.” JP sips on whatever liquid’s in his red solo cup.

“Well, it’s to be expected.” Rico sighs. “Senior year, and all.”

“Why’d we miss last year’s?”

“Baby J talked us all into movie night. Remember?” Rico surveys the crowd of our scantily dressed female classmates, searching for prospects.

“Don’t say it like it was a chore.” I chuckle. “I seem to remember a certain someone buying us all footie pajamas for that particular occasion.”

Rico shrugs, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “Go big or go home. Plus, you know I love J. I can’t say no to that kid for shit.”

“Did you talk to her yet? She get there okay?” JP looks to me, his expression one of genuine concern. My boys love J like their own flesh and blood. She may as well have three brothers instead of one.

“Yeah.” I nod, taking a sip of my beer. “Marcus drove down to get her this morning. They made it back fine. She texted me a little while ago. He and Kaitlyn have been spoiling her rotten ever since she got there.”

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