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have it on a platter. It was silly, but I didn’t even have Jed’s cell phone number, so I couldn’t get in contact with him that way.
    I just had to hope that he would be true to his word and come here first, before heading out to the drop. If I could get the location out of him, then I’d be able to relay it to the DEA forces standing by, and not only would the drop get broken up, but entire cartels of mobsters and the entire motorcycle club would be apprehended. It would be one of the most spectacular busts in the history of the agency, all due to my hard work.
    And if that happens, I doubt they’d care that there’s a sex tape of me floating around out there. Hell, I could probably get a presidential pardon and a medal for my contributions to the country. The NSA could completely wipe it out of existence.
    I threw myself down on the bed and tapped my stomach, which churned incessantly. This is brutal. I’m going to be up all night and all tomorrow, doing nothing but sitting here waiting.
    That was exactly what happened. I tried reading, but the words blurred in front of my eyes as I pictured Jed heading off into a trap, getting gunning down by mobsters with handkerchiefs wrapped around their faces. Eventually in the middle of the night I passed out, exhausted. Sleep claimed me but gave me no relief from the images. Nightmares twisted my dreams, but I could recall nothing but the sound of gunfire when I woke up.
    I forced myself to eat, choking down a couple of pieces of toast as I waited for Jed to come. Arnold checked in again to confirm that I hadn’t heard any news, and he told me that the squads were waiting by, strategically hidden around the city limits. As soon as I found out the exact place and time, holy hell would come down upon the criminal gathering that night.
    My book was picked up, opened, and then thrown across the room more times than I could count as the morning stretched into the afternoon, and then the evening. I worried that Jed had completely forgotten his promise. I couldn’t just do absolutely nothing, so I gathered my things and got ready to head out to the headquarters of the club. Even if I learned nothing, it was better than sitting in the dark with the images my hideous imagination conjured up.
    Dressed far more conservatively than I had been, in jeans and a loose shirt, I burst open the door and almost ran into it as it stopped dead a few inches further.
    “Ow, shit!” Jed’s voice made my heart leap. “Are you trying to kill me, woman?”
    I had thrown the door open at the precise moment that Jed had come up to it to knock. I could have laughed if my stomach wasn’t tied in complete knots.
    “I was just about to rush out and try to find you! I was worried sick!”
    I stepped back to let Jed in the front door. He looked at me sideways. “You don’t have to be that concerned. I know I made it sound like there was imminent danger, but I doubt Las Cruces are going to strike in our town now that they know we’re watching out for them. If they try anything else thinking they’ll get away with it so easily they’ll have a rude awakening.”
    “I guess I’m still strung out over what happened yesterday. Did you manage to get the drop called off?”
    He shook his head, mouth grim. “Frank has got everyone riled up over the shooting. Somehow he’s gotten them to think that it’s not his fault, it’s the Mexican’s fault. Which it is, but he’s managed to step neatly to the side and avoid getting any shit on him. If I didn’t hate him so much and have such a high stake in this, I’d admire him for how easily he can shape the opinions of the club members.”
    “So what? It’s going ahead, just like that?” I nibbled at my nails, thinking hard.
    Jed nodded and took me into his arms. “Don’t worry about it, it should be fine. I don’t see anything going too wrong tonight. It’s later on that I’m worried about, things are going to come back and bite us in the ass