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Authors: Tarah Scott, Evan Trevane
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transport your cargo fifty miles south of Juarez, maybe even move to Laredo—though that’s damn close for my taste after this fuckup. Chances are, you’ll have to work strictly out of California for a while.”
“I have no intention of giving up the Texas border,” Sanchez said.
“You’re a fool if you think Remmey’s transports will get across the border without inspection after this. She—” Ben nodded at Liz “—disappeared from Remmey’s party, which means the cops will watch everything he does like a hawk. As for your other transports, they’ll get caught and you’ll have Federal Police crawling all over this nice little hacienda.”
“I own the police,” Sanchez said.
“That’s a big claim, but we both know you don’t own them all—especially your Chief of Police, who’s doing his damndest to rid Juarez of our kind. He’ll jump at the chance to team up with US authorities, and even your friends are going to be hard pressed to find their loyalty.” Ben shrugged. “But that’s your problem. I said I wouldn’t interfere with your business and I meant it. You can figure out how to deal with this. Have your driver take me back to El Paso.”
Liz gave a small cry, but Ben kept his expression passionless.
“Perhaps this is the perfect test to cement our trust,” Sanchez said.
Ben snorted. “You’re talking murder.”
“It wouldn’t be your first,” Sanchez said.
“You’ll never get away with it,” Liz blurted. “I’m already late. By now, my friends are down at the police station filing a report.”
Ben looked at her. “We all know it takes forty-eight hours before a missing persons report can be filed.”
“Not when you have connections,” she shot back.
Damn, the woman had backbone. “Connections won’t do you a damn bit of good now.”
Her eyes narrowed. “That’s not what you’re telling him.”
Ben laughed. “No, what I’m telling him is that he’s in a shit load of trouble. You, on the other hand, are dead. Big difference.”
Shock widened her eyes and guilt twisted through Ben. He hated doing this to her, but she needed to be scared—to look scared.
Sanchez shifted his gaze onto Liz. “Why were you eavesdropping?”
Ben snorted before she could answer, and said, “Looking for me, I’d say. I was her date for the evening. I guess she doesn’t like being ditched. That’ll teach me to accept a date unseen.”
Liz lifted her chin. “You overestimate your charms, Mr. Billings.”
“I doubt it.” He gave a single shake of his head. “What a waste. You can’t do anything with her. She’s too old.”
“I beg your pardon?” Liz burst out, and Ben bit back a laugh. Only a woman would be outraged by an insult intended to save her life.
“Yes,” Sanchez replied. “She would never submit.”
Ben raked his gaze down her body. Damn her. She looked even better than she had at the start of the evening. There was something about a woman whose clothes and hair were tousled.
“The attempt would be one helluva ride, though,” he murmured.
Her eyes widened.
Ben looked at Sanchez. “I’ll deal with her—my way.”
Sanchez’s brows rose. “What is your way?”
“You and your men get out. I don’t like witnesses. Once I’m done, I bury the body—alone.”
Sanchez nodded. “Do you need a weapon?”
Ben gave a small smile. “No.”
Liz’s eyes narrowed. “You’d better take the gun. You’re going to need it.”
Ben laughed. The woman was either stupid or the most courageous female he’d ever met. He hoped for courageous. Otherwise, they were both dead.
* * *
Liz’s heart thundered in her chest as the door clicked shut behind the four men. Before she could utter a peep, Adam shoved her against the wall. She cried out an instant before his body crashed into hers. His hips pressed heavy against her abdomen, and she shoved at his chest. The immovable wall of muscle forced her palms flat against
“I have no intention of giving up the Texas border,” Sanchez said.
“You’re a fool if you think Remmey’s transports will get across the border without inspection after this. She—” Ben nodded at Liz “—disappeared from Remmey’s party, which means the cops will watch everything he does like a hawk. As for your other transports, they’ll get caught and you’ll have Federal Police crawling all over this nice little hacienda.”
“I own the police,” Sanchez said.
“That’s a big claim, but we both know you don’t own them all—especially your Chief of Police, who’s doing his damndest to rid Juarez of our kind. He’ll jump at the chance to team up with US authorities, and even your friends are going to be hard pressed to find their loyalty.” Ben shrugged. “But that’s your problem. I said I wouldn’t interfere with your business and I meant it. You can figure out how to deal with this. Have your driver take me back to El Paso.”
Liz gave a small cry, but Ben kept his expression passionless.
“Perhaps this is the perfect test to cement our trust,” Sanchez said.
Ben snorted. “You’re talking murder.”
“It wouldn’t be your first,” Sanchez said.
“You’ll never get away with it,” Liz blurted. “I’m already late. By now, my friends are down at the police station filing a report.”
Ben looked at her. “We all know it takes forty-eight hours before a missing persons report can be filed.”
“Not when you have connections,” she shot back.
Damn, the woman had backbone. “Connections won’t do you a damn bit of good now.”
Her eyes narrowed. “That’s not what you’re telling him.”
Ben laughed. “No, what I’m telling him is that he’s in a shit load of trouble. You, on the other hand, are dead. Big difference.”
Shock widened her eyes and guilt twisted through Ben. He hated doing this to her, but she needed to be scared—to look scared.
Sanchez shifted his gaze onto Liz. “Why were you eavesdropping?”
Ben snorted before she could answer, and said, “Looking for me, I’d say. I was her date for the evening. I guess she doesn’t like being ditched. That’ll teach me to accept a date unseen.”
Liz lifted her chin. “You overestimate your charms, Mr. Billings.”
“I doubt it.” He gave a single shake of his head. “What a waste. You can’t do anything with her. She’s too old.”
“I beg your pardon?” Liz burst out, and Ben bit back a laugh. Only a woman would be outraged by an insult intended to save her life.
“Yes,” Sanchez replied. “She would never submit.”
Ben raked his gaze down her body. Damn her. She looked even better than she had at the start of the evening. There was something about a woman whose clothes and hair were tousled.
“The attempt would be one helluva ride, though,” he murmured.
Her eyes widened.
Ben looked at Sanchez. “I’ll deal with her—my way.”
Sanchez’s brows rose. “What is your way?”
“You and your men get out. I don’t like witnesses. Once I’m done, I bury the body—alone.”
Sanchez nodded. “Do you need a weapon?”
Ben gave a small smile. “No.”
Liz’s eyes narrowed. “You’d better take the gun. You’re going to need it.”
Ben laughed. The woman was either stupid or the most courageous female he’d ever met. He hoped for courageous. Otherwise, they were both dead.
* * *
Liz’s heart thundered in her chest as the door clicked shut behind the four men. Before she could utter a peep, Adam shoved her against the wall. She cried out an instant before his body crashed into hers. His hips pressed heavy against her abdomen, and she shoved at his chest. The immovable wall of muscle forced her palms flat against
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