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CHAPTER
2
Mr. X
"What the fuck do youmean she got away? How?"
"Agent Larson and the men from Black Spade Securities teamed up and broke her and Presley Crawford out. Seems Presley and Hudson Drake are involved. Pablo took Presley in hopes to get her father to break off his cooperation with the FBI."
"So where's Pablo now? Did they arrest him?"
"No, he got away."
"Why didn't you stop them?!" I shouted at him, furious that the one person I knew could help me put my plans into effect was on the run. He was going to be next to impossible to find now once he went underground.
"I tried to Sir, but there was no way I could put a stop to things without exposing myself."
I took in a deep breath, knowing that him being discovered would have been an even bigger mess for me to clean up. "No, I know that it would have been a disaster if they found out who you were, then I wouldn't know what's going on with her. Where did they take her?"
"She's here at the same hotel as I am right now, in San Antonio."
"Good, good. Do you have any way of getting to her?"
"I'm afraid we have a huge problem in that area."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean he's back, Sir. Porter Jensen is back."
"Fuck! How the hell did that happen? The last time I checked up on him he was still in Wyoming living on that ranch of his. How the hell did he just happen to be in Mexico at the same time Keira was rescued?"
"Turns out he was in the Army Rangers with the men who run Black Spade. Hudson apparently has a ranch near his, it was his grandfathers. He took the Crawford girl there to hide out with her and shit just rolled together after that."
Chuckling at just how unbelievably small my fucking world really was, I finally stopped. "Where are they now?"
"I just saw them get onto the elevator together. So if I had to guess, I would say they're off in his room or hers fucking. They were practically eye fucking each other when we were on the plane headed back here."
I shook my head. "Jensen, I really did underestimate him. Keep a close eye on her, I need to know if that drug Pablo gave her really wiped out what she knows about me. That doctor he used was supposed to be some memory expert."
"Do you really believe that he can extract memories of events in someone's life from them?"
"For her sake, she had better hope so. Because if she remembers what she found out, we'll have no other choice. No matter whose daughter she is."
"I understand. I’ll call you if I see or hear anything about Pablo's whereabouts."
"Good. And if she starts acting like she's going to spill something about me, you need to get her out of there. No matter what, you hear me?"
"I do."
Disconnecting the call, I scrubbed my hands over my face, trying to think about where the hell Pablo would go to hide out, then made the call, hoping he was there to answer.
