screamed.
Too late.
Blood bloomed on Luis’s shirt. His eyes widened. Not with fear or agony.
Relief.
Gunner grabbed Luis from the back. Luis’s fingers were still clenched on the hilt of the knife. His legs gave way, and blood sprayed around him.
“What’s happening?” Sydney screamed in Logan’s ear. And he realized that he had the gun in his right hand, and he was still clutching the phone in his left.
He stared down at Luis’s body. The man was a killer; he’d known exactly where to deliver the death blow.
“We won’t need the prisoner transport any longer.”
Luis was still alive, barely, but Logan knew he wouldn’t be for much longer. Logan shoved the phone into his pocket as he stalked toward the dying man.
Gunner had lowered him to the floor. He hadn’t tried to remove the knife. If he did...well, Logan knew Luis wouldn’t even have a few moments left to live then.
They had to get the man to talk, while he still could.
“Where is Guerrero?” Logan demanded.
“My daughter...” Luis said with a smile. “She’s...lovely...”
“Where is Guerrero?”
“He...won’t touch her...now...”
Because Luis had chosen to die instead of rolling over on his boss? Rage burned inside of Logan.
“So beautiful...my sweet...” Luis’s eyes flickered. “Marie...”
The man wouldn’t be telling him anything more.
Logan glanced at the other bodies. Then his gaze found Juliana’s. She was standing just a few feet away, her face too pale.
They found her already. How the hell did they do that?
Then he remembered the words that had tumbled from Luis right after he’d dragged the guy through the window.
The lover...think you’re keeping her safe?
How had Luis known that he’d been Juliana’s lover? He watched as Juliana’s eyes dipped to the dead men and she swallowed. Her shoulders rolled back as she tried to straighten her spine.
You’re the one killing her...leading us...right to...her.
He hurried forward and grabbed her arm. “Let’s go.” Syd would already have a cleanup crew en route, but this location was compromised. No longer the perfect trap, with the bait to lure Geurrero...
He’s the one setting a trap for us.
And Logan wasn’t going to just sit around while that man closed in for the kill.
But Juliana wasn’t moving. “Where? Where do we go? He’s going to find me. He found me here, after just a few hours and—”
He pulled her close. “Do you trust me?”
Her lips parted.
“Do you?”
Juliana nodded.
The relief he felt had his tense muscles aching. “Then let me get you out of here.” He couldn’t tell her his plans right then. More lies.
Would they ever stop?
He’d been lying to her since the first day they met, and those lies had torn a hole right through any dreams that he might have ever had.
The day Juliana found out the truth about him, about why he’d first walked into that diner to meet her...
It would be the last day she ever trusted him.
But he led her outside. Jasper already had an SUV idling near the porch steps. They jumped into the back, rushed away. The windows would be bulletproof, the vehicle’s body reinforced.
The SUV drove fast, hurtling down that narrow road.
“We’ve got backup on site,” Jasper said, his drawl barely evident. “Syd called in reinforcements. The road will be clear.”
It might be clear, but that didn’t mean Guerrero didn’t have someone out there, watching them, following them.
Guerrero had definitely taken the bait. He wanted Juliana, wanted her alive, because not one single shot had ever been taken at her.
And when a man like Guerrero wanted something...he didn’t stop.
Come for her yourself. Come and face me.
Because Logan wasn’t the type of man to ever stop, either.
* * *
S HE DIDN’T KNOW how long they drove. She didn’t really care. Juliana sat hunched in the car and saw the image of a man taking his own life flash before her eyes.
That man—Luis—had been so afraid of Guerrero
Too late.
Blood bloomed on Luis’s shirt. His eyes widened. Not with fear or agony.
Relief.
Gunner grabbed Luis from the back. Luis’s fingers were still clenched on the hilt of the knife. His legs gave way, and blood sprayed around him.
“What’s happening?” Sydney screamed in Logan’s ear. And he realized that he had the gun in his right hand, and he was still clutching the phone in his left.
He stared down at Luis’s body. The man was a killer; he’d known exactly where to deliver the death blow.
“We won’t need the prisoner transport any longer.”
Luis was still alive, barely, but Logan knew he wouldn’t be for much longer. Logan shoved the phone into his pocket as he stalked toward the dying man.
Gunner had lowered him to the floor. He hadn’t tried to remove the knife. If he did...well, Logan knew Luis wouldn’t even have a few moments left to live then.
They had to get the man to talk, while he still could.
“Where is Guerrero?” Logan demanded.
“My daughter...” Luis said with a smile. “She’s...lovely...”
“Where is Guerrero?”
“He...won’t touch her...now...”
Because Luis had chosen to die instead of rolling over on his boss? Rage burned inside of Logan.
“So beautiful...my sweet...” Luis’s eyes flickered. “Marie...”
The man wouldn’t be telling him anything more.
Logan glanced at the other bodies. Then his gaze found Juliana’s. She was standing just a few feet away, her face too pale.
They found her already. How the hell did they do that?
Then he remembered the words that had tumbled from Luis right after he’d dragged the guy through the window.
The lover...think you’re keeping her safe?
How had Luis known that he’d been Juliana’s lover? He watched as Juliana’s eyes dipped to the dead men and she swallowed. Her shoulders rolled back as she tried to straighten her spine.
You’re the one killing her...leading us...right to...her.
He hurried forward and grabbed her arm. “Let’s go.” Syd would already have a cleanup crew en route, but this location was compromised. No longer the perfect trap, with the bait to lure Geurrero...
He’s the one setting a trap for us.
And Logan wasn’t going to just sit around while that man closed in for the kill.
But Juliana wasn’t moving. “Where? Where do we go? He’s going to find me. He found me here, after just a few hours and—”
He pulled her close. “Do you trust me?”
Her lips parted.
“Do you?”
Juliana nodded.
The relief he felt had his tense muscles aching. “Then let me get you out of here.” He couldn’t tell her his plans right then. More lies.
Would they ever stop?
He’d been lying to her since the first day they met, and those lies had torn a hole right through any dreams that he might have ever had.
The day Juliana found out the truth about him, about why he’d first walked into that diner to meet her...
It would be the last day she ever trusted him.
But he led her outside. Jasper already had an SUV idling near the porch steps. They jumped into the back, rushed away. The windows would be bulletproof, the vehicle’s body reinforced.
The SUV drove fast, hurtling down that narrow road.
“We’ve got backup on site,” Jasper said, his drawl barely evident. “Syd called in reinforcements. The road will be clear.”
It might be clear, but that didn’t mean Guerrero didn’t have someone out there, watching them, following them.
Guerrero had definitely taken the bait. He wanted Juliana, wanted her alive, because not one single shot had ever been taken at her.
And when a man like Guerrero wanted something...he didn’t stop.
Come for her yourself. Come and face me.
Because Logan wasn’t the type of man to ever stop, either.
* * *
S HE DIDN’T KNOW how long they drove. She didn’t really care. Juliana sat hunched in the car and saw the image of a man taking his own life flash before her eyes.
That man—Luis—had been so afraid of Guerrero
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