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I gazed at him. “Why order more men?”
“That pansy said the Don was backed by the Cartel.”
“He did.”
“You don’t know them like I do.”
“And they’ve survived because of it.”
Tisha shrugged. “Nevertheless, we leveled that Don’s compound tonight. Like the pansy said, the Cartel will come to investigate.”
“Once your men arrive, set them up by all ports, train stations, docks, highway entrances, airports. Block all paths leading to New Orleans—land, air, and sky.” I bared my teeth. “Any sniff of a Cartel goon coming our way, I want him dead on arrival. Do you understand?”
“I understand.”
“If you have to kill, instead of asking questions, do so. If our people see one of those bastards simply strolling on the same block Baba walks with the kids, send them back to Mexico in pieces.”
Tisha watched me.
“My mouse is here. My sons. My sister. No one gets harmed in New Orleans.” I fisted my hand. “Even Baba cannot have a scratch. There’s King David to think about.”
“I understand.” Tisha bobbed his head. “And speaking of the King, he must have people monitoring me.”
Although still nervous about my mouse, I smiled. “What makes you say that?”
“As soon as I ordered my men to come, magically he called telling me that he was sending people from Russia too. Then, he fucking demanded that I give him a report of what occurred.”
“David is my number one for a reason.”
I wish he were here.
Sighing again, I pulled out my phone, leaned back in the plush seat, and dialed Maxwell. With each ring, my heart beat faster, anticipating his answer.
Two rings passed.
Then, he picked up.
“Eh, Kaz.” His voice, usually steady and composed, carried an edge of panic that set my nerves on edge. “You need to get back here, man.”
“Why?” I sat up in my seat. “What’s wrong with my mouse?”
“She’s been out for over two hours. I’m getting really nervous here.”
“Out?”
“Delphine gave Em some drink and she just fell out of her chair and went to sleep. Next thing I know, Delphine’s men picked her up and they all went down to the basement. They’ve been drumming and chanting this whole time.”
A cold shiver ran down my spine. “Where are you?”
“On the porch.”
“Why the fuck aren’t you in the basement next to her?”
“Man, I don’t fuck with that basement. I’ve got history with it—”
“You were supposed to be next to her—”
“Look. I’m pretty sure she is safe—”
