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“Okay,” Izzy said.
Justin got right to it.
While he was doing his thing, Maddox handed her the file folder he’d been holding earlier. “I want you to memorize the names and faces of each one of these photos. I want to know when they come in, who they talk to, and how long they’re there. If any of the girls leave with any of them, document who and what time and day.”
Izzy nodded. “Okay,” she said, setting the file folder on the coffee table.
“Pink,” Fly
Biting her bottom lip, Izzy looked at Justin, who was focused on his laptop, and then at Maddox, who stood silently beside her. She nodded. “I understand.”
Several minutes later, with the video downloaded and deleted from her phone, Maddox said, “Once you have the thumb drive, it goes into Boris’s hands only. Under no circumstances give it to Andre.”
“Okay, but why not?”
“Because we don’t want to chance him freelancing it himself.”
“Okay.” Izzy nodded, her hands trembling as the gravity of what she was involved in hit her. This was it. The real deal. Life and maybe her death.
Maddox took her shaking hands into both of his. “We’ll have eyes and ears in the club while you’re on the clock,” he said, trying to reassure her. “We’ve got a lot of manpower at our disposal. I’ll be there, and I promise I won’t let you out of my sight.”
“Okay.”
Justin snapped his laptop closed, and standing, he jammed it under his arm. “Then we’re done here for now.”
Maddox squeezed Izzy’s hands and said, “Thank you for your cooperation, Miss Fuentes.”
“Yes, thank you,” Justin said. “Lives will be saved because of your bravery.”
“You’re welcome,” she said softly, not feeling brave at all.
“I’ll walk you out,” Fly
Izzy knew from his tone and Maddox’s glare when Fly
What happened if she screwed this up?
Chapter Twenty-two
Pink was being used as bait in a fish tank full of piranhas. Frustrated and angry, Fly
Turning around to face Fly
“I’m involved. Now answer me, will it have ears?”
Justin, who had stopped and also turned around, nodded.
“GPS?” Fly
“Yes,” Justin said.
“You have a court order?” Fly
“We will. The paperwork is in process. We’ll have one by the time she goes to the club Thursday night,” Maddox said, clearly irritated with the questioning.
“If she gets hurt, I’m hurting you.”
“Ryker,” Maddox, exasperated. “I get that you care about her, and because you do you’re letting that get in the way of this operation, that’s why your request to join it was denied. Your feelings aside, you know this is a golden opportunity. It’s the right thing to do.”
Fly
“The one we’re going to use is state of the art. Undetectable. Bad guys haven’t figured it out yet,” Justin assured him. It didn’t. “If it wasn’t, we wouldn’t take the chance with an inexperienced CI.”
Grasping Fly
“Why not use an undercover officer?” Fly
“We’ve tried,” Justin said, “a dozen different officers over the course of nine months. Couldn’t get in.”
Fly
Maddox slapped him on the back. “Have you looked at her, Ryker? None of our sworn females look like that.”
And none of them were as motivated as Pink. Or as lucky. Until now. “Fuck this all to hell,” he muttered.
“Just how involved are you, Ryker?” Justin asked pointedly.
Fly
“I’m not as sharp as you FBI boys,” Maddox said, tapping his chin with his forefinger, “But from what I’ve observed of Miss Fuentes, she’s given you your walking papers. So if you’re involved? I’m betting you’re the only one who thinks so.”
“Don’t get in my way, Price,” Fly
Maddox put his hands up as if he were under arrest. “I don’t poach, brother, but when this is all over, if she says she’s not involved, I’m going to involve myself.”
“That’s cold shit right there, man,” Justin said shaking his head.
“Are you kidding me?” Maddox said as he looked from Justin to Fly
“Stay away from her,” Fly
Maddox smiled that million-dollar smile women swooned over. Shaking his head, Maddox said, “All’s fair in love and war, bro.” He stalked off, leaving Justin staring at Fly
“Maddox is yanking your chain, Ryker. All of that aside, I’ve never seen you like this.”
“Like what?”
“Scattered. Out of control. Edgy. What’s going on?”
Fly
Turning his attention back to his friend, Fly
Justin nodded, but didn’t move. Instead he continued to stare at Fly
“What?” Fly
“Price might be messing with you right now, but he wasn’t shitting you. If that girl isn’t clearly marked when this comes to an end, he’ll do the honors.”
“She’s not a bitch, Jus,” Fly
“There’s an old Chinese proverb I recently heard,” Justin said. “It went something like: A man unwilling to fight for what he wants, deserves what he gets.” Justin grabbed his shoulder and squeezed it. “I don’t know why you’re hanging on the ropes, but you had better get in the ring, my friend, before there’s nothing left to fight for.”
With those words, Justin strode to the nondescript Government Issue white four-door that he and Price had driven over in.
Long minutes after they had driven away, Fly
Didn’t matter though, because she’d made it clear she was done with him. His ego refused to accept it. She wanted him, at least physically she did. She’d admitted as much in the bedroom. Even had she not verbalized it, her body screamed it. It had taken an enormous amount of self-control in that bedroom not to strip her down and make her his again.
Jesus. The sex was incredible. He wanted more with her. So much more. He wanted to explore every inch of her while he pushed their boundaries. His dick swelled just thinking about her digging those nails into his back as he pushed her over the edge.
Swiping his hand across his face again, Fly