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“I'm not leaving without my son. Even if you aren't responsible for his disappearance, I think you can help me find him.”
“What makes you think that?”
“Because I know it's what your brother does. He finds people. From what I hear, he's one of the best.”
“What does he have to do with me? I'm not my brother's keeper.”
“He's not an easy man to reach and I was hoping you could contact him for us.” Zacharias steps closer. “We can make another deal.”
“We're done making deals for the day.” A smaller man steps around Angel holding up a gold gun. “I think you should leave now. Angel already told you we can't help you.”
Turning around, I walk toward the car and Zacharias grabs my arm. “What are you doing?”
“It's pointless. They aren't going to help us, so we need to do it on our own.”
Sighing, Zacharias presses between his brows. “Where do we even start? We circled the whole scene and found nothing. We have no damn leads.”
I squint from the sweat dripping in my eyes. The hot sun doesn't bode well with my anger. “Maybe we missed something. Maybe—”
Zacharias grabs me by the shoulders. “It's okay. We won't be any help to him at all if we aren't thinking with clear heads. We'll call home and see what some of my men there can find. I also have other friends who may know something.”
“We should look into Clarissa's family. They could be involved. Her father kept coming to the club and watching us.”
He nods and presses one hand to my face. “We'll make sure he's the first one questioned and go from there. In the meantime, I need you to go back to the hotel and rest. I'll send a doc—”
“No.” I shove him away. “I'm not resting until he's sitting right beside me again. It was my job to make sure he got back on that plane safely and I failed.” It’s all my fault this time. I was the one who let him slip through my fingers. He was right beside me, until he wasn’t.
Zacharias frowns and his brows bunch together. “It could have happened to anyone and you know that. You did your best to keep him safe. We've both stayed alive as long as we have thanks to you.”
He doesn't understand. My head was where it didn't need to be and now Enrico might die because of me. “I'm not going to sit back on this and you know I won't. So no use in trying to convince me otherwise.”
Loud footsteps approach us. “Didn't we tell you to leave? Yet you're still on my property.”
“Don't worry, we're leaving, and we'll be getting our drugs from somewhere else,” Zacharias says, keeping his eyes focused on Angel. “Also, we happen to know you have a lot of issues of your own and before coming here, Fernando planted a tracker under all of Ivan's cars. It's up to you whether or not we hand over their locations.”
Angel crosses his arms, leaning back on his heels. “Ivan's dead. We took care of him over a year ago.”
“Or so you think,” I add. “Just because you leave someone for dead doesn't mean they actually are.”
“You're lying,” the other man says from behind him. “Don't listen to a single thing they say without some fucking proof first.”
Angel turns around, resting his hand on his shoulder. “Easy, Mouse, let me handle this. Go back inside and wait for me where you were supposed to before our guests showed up.”
“But—”
“Now,” Angel demands and runs his thumb over the bottom of the other man's quivering lip. “I'll be there soon. I promise.” Leaning closer, he presses a quick kiss to his lips, not caring who sees.
Nodding slowly, the other man shoots us a threatening glance before slowly walking back into the house.
Clearing his throat, Angel turns to face us again. “Now, where were we?” Stepping closer, he cocks his head. “Oh, right. You were going to prove to me that what you're saying is true.”
Yanking out my cracked phone, I pull up the pictures I have in a protected file and show him the screen. He swipes his finger over each one, his face tensing the longer he stares at them. “How recent are these photos?”
“Check the date yourself.”
Grabbing the phone from my hand, he checks the information on each photo and mumbles something I can't quite make out. He gives me back my phone and his hands fall to his hips. “So here is how it's going to go. I'll have my brother call you and you send me the locations of all those trackers.”
“I will send one once I receive the phone call. The rest will come once your brother helps us find something that leads us to these men.”
