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treasured. The drug lord had been wanted too long to react to every intrusion into his world. Guzman knew, as Jackson and every man on his team did, that all he had to do was stay low and wait them out. Eventually, they’d run out of support for this mission, and the faces of the kids he’d murdered would cease to play on the news stations. They’d be forgotten, and he could conduct business as usual.
    But now they had Guzman’s son. He’d either say good riddance, trusting his son was more afraid of his vengeance than jail time, or this could be the trigger that would start the war.
    Jackson’s glance panned the buildings, and he caught a movement at the edge of one. A billow of floral fabric from around the corner of one, then a head peered out to watch as Alejandro was pushed inside the building. Jackson shouldered his weapon and firmed his jaw as he stalked toward Suri.

Chapter Seven
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    S uri’s gaze followed Alejandro until the door of the ops building shut behind him. Anger flushed her skin. They hadn’t been gentle with him, had probably liked roughing him up a bit to intimidate him.
    From the corner of her eye, she spotted movement coming her way and she pulled back, flattening her body against the building she’d hidden behind after she’d climbed out a window of the hut, evading the guard at her front door.
    She darted another glance around the corner and squeaked. A pissed-off Jackson was bearing down on her. She turned and fled back to the cabin and the guard whose jaw dropped as she scrambled past him to get to the door.
    “Jax, she must have gone through a window,” she heard the guard say, but she didn’t hear Jackson’s response because she slammed the bedroom door and put her back against it. Her heart pounded. Fear quivered through her.
    His face as he’d stared had worn that same hard look he’d had when the lights went on in her bedroom at the Guzman compound. It didn’t take a genius to figure out he was furious.
    The doorknob turned and a shove bounced the door against her back.
    “Move away from the door.”
    Did she really think she could hold tough against him if he decided to push through it anyway? She turned and walked backward, reminding herself this was the same man who’d craved watching her breasts bounce as they’d fucked. He wasn’t going to hurt her. Or maybe just her bottom. That thought had her lifting her chin.
    The door opened and banged against the wall. Jackson’s tall frame filled the space. He lifted a finger and pointed it. “I told you there were only two places you could be today. What were they?”
    Suri cleared her throat, hoping when she spoke she wouldn’t squeak again. “Here or the rec room.” She shrugged. “I was headed to the rec room when I saw a car pull up.”
    “The rec room is three buildings down, and you did not get lost.”
    She couldn’t help that her lower lip pouted. “He’s my friend. I had to see that he was okay.”
    “And were you satisfied?”
    “Hell, no!”
    Jackson stepped deeper into the room. “My orders weren’t given for my own enjoyment. They were to keep you safe. I have to know where you are at every second.”
    Suri decided it was best to keep quiet, because he was close enough he could have reached and grabbed her.
    His gaze went past her to the open window. He shook his head, before turning it to give her another hard look. “You do know that you were a hair away from that being you—duct tape around your mouth, handcuffed to whatever couldn’t move.”
    How she wanted to shout at him. She hadn’t asked for special treatment. She’d told the truth and doing so had freed her. “Alejandro isn’t like his father. He’s scared.”
    “Alejandro could have made much better choices. He went to college on his father’s dime, but he could have slipped away when he was done. I think he likes the life. And I’m not so sure he isn’t up to his ears in dirty business.”
    He wasn’t changing his mind, no