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“Because what I’m doing isn’t legal. If I was really a Fed, I wouldn’t be allowed to put you in the situation to do something illegal. It would be entrapment.”
“There are ways around that.”
“You’re right. And when I was a Fed, I had no problem bending the rules to suit me.”
He could be telling the truth. Honestly, I believed him, but getting involved with a Fed—former or otherwise—just wasn’t a smart decision. “You know, I think I believe you.”
“Then we have a deal.”
“No. Sorry, but I’m not interested in getting involved.”
I started to walk away when he called out over his shoulder. “You’re already involved. And believe me, you’d rather be on my side than theirs.”
I wanted to keep going. Everything in me screamed to move my feet and get the hell out of there, but if I didn’t know who would come after me, how would I ever stay alive? I didn’t know what I had taken, other than the fact that it was a keycard. It could belong to anything.
Turning, I walked back to the table and slid into the booth, ready to wipe the smirk off his face. He was so damn smug. “So, I’m assuming this means that you have some proof that I was involved.”
“Something like that.”
“And you planned to use it to lure me into another job.”
“Now you see where I was going with this,” he grinned. “Drink?”
I sighed, getting comfortable. “Yeah, might as well.”
He raised a hand, signaling two drinks to the bartender. Only after the drinks were delivered did he continue. “I’m trying to save my family, just as I’d like to help with your brother.”
“What does your family have to do with this?” I quickly grabbed a napkin and shoved it under my glass, catching the condensation dribbling down the side.
His eyes caught the movement and he frowned slightly before continuing. “There’s a crime syndicate…I’m sure you’ve never heard of it. Most haven’t. It controls all the major illegal operations that happen around the world. There are smaller versions, of course, but none of them hold as much power. I’ve been working to dismantle them for years, and I’m getting close.”
“And the keycard has something to do with that.”
“Yes.”
“What do you need now?”
“I need a team that can move in and recover the items hidden in the storage unit. That keycard unlocks access to the facility.”
“What’s the catch?”
“It’s only available for a twenty-four-hour window.”
“And after that?”
“The owner relinquishes all ownership of anything left behind.”
“So, you want me to break in and steal it.”
“No. I want you at another location.”
“Doing what?”
“Stealing something else.” His eyes twinkled with mirth as he took a sip of his drink.
“And why would I do that?”
“To distract the fence. The last thing I need is him paying any attention to the product I want to steal.”
