Dangerous Secrets (Tall, Dark & Deadly #2)(66)

“We went standby and got in earlier.”

“I hate that you left your honeymoon like this.”

“I hate that you didn’t call us sooner.”

“I’ll leave you two to talk,” Luke said.

“Luke,” Julie said quickly.

He glanced back at her, arching a brow.

“I had something else to tell you last night, but Blake showed up.”

He stared at her for a long, intense few moments, before he said, “I’m not going far. Not yet.”

Not yet. There was an underlying meaning to that answer, she was certain. There was still hope. He left the room and Lauren lowered her voice, “Yowza, what was that?”

“I’ll let you know when I figure it out.”

***

Julie and Lauren talked for a good hour before Julie showered and pulled on a pair of black sweats and a red t-shirt Lauren had brought her. Sooner or later she had to go shopping – that was, if she lived through this mess.

Feeling ridiculously nervous about seeing Luke, she opened the bedroom door to find Luke, Royce, Blake, and Lauren sitting in the living room. Lauren stood up from the couch she shared with Royce and held a finger to her lips.

Julie stopped at the edge of the room, across from the leather chair Luke occupied and knew this call had to be Arel. After a few seconds, he ended the call. “It’s not good. Arel wants me to deliver a certain piece of art by tonight.”

“That’s impossible,” Blake said in disbelief.

“Tonight?” Royce asked.

“The impossibility seems to be the point. It’s that or he gave me another option.”

“The journal,” Julie said, remembering what Luke had said when her apartment had been trashed about not underestimating Arel.

“So basically,” Royce said. “He wants the journal.”

“You can’t give the journal to him,” Julie said. “It’s part of the proof you need to take down the cartel.”

“We’ll just have to copy it before we give it to him,” Blake said. “He has to know that.”

“And he probably knows that might not even be admissible in court,” Lauren said, putting her criminal law degree to work, “and certainly it would leave room for speculation about tampering with documents.”

“It’s less damning to Arel than it is to the judge and Dragonfly,” Luke said. “This is the kiss of death for them.”

“How does Arel know about the journal?” Lauren asked.

“Maybe they tortured Elizabeth before they killed her,” Luke said. “Maybe they tapped the sister’s phone. There are too many possibilities. We need me inside this operation to take down Arel. We have to give him the journal.”

“Agreed,” Royce said.

“Agreed,” Blake added. “So how does this go down?”

“I’ll get a call and instructions,” Luke said. ”

“Of course,” Royce said. “Giving us no time to plan.”

“I’ll call Hendrix and Murphy and round up the rest of our team for a planning session,” Blake said, pushing to his feet.

“It should be a simple drop, shouldn’t it?” Lauren asked. “It’s what he wants.”

“We don’t ever assume anything is simple or as it seems.”

***

An hour later, Luke and his brothers had Murphy and Hendrix on speakerphone, trying to get a grip on just how many people they needed to be involved tonight.

“I don’t mean to be the Grim Reaper,” Blake said, “but this could all be about the journal, not about trust. They get it and take Luke out. We need to be ready for this.”

Luke had already thought of that. “It’s a strong possibility.”

“Which makes my immediate concern is that we’re headed back to the island and that means moving out now,” Blake said. “We need a team there yesterday.”

“It could be in the city,” Murphy said. “Arel does the unexpected.”

“We have to be ready for both,” Hendrix said.

““That will mean splitting up, which will leave Luke with less support,” Royce said. “I don’t like it.”

“But not splitting up,” Hendrix countered, “could mean he ends up with no support.”

“I’m staying with Luke,” Blake said and he glanced at Luke. “Jesse knows the city like his own stink, man. We need him and we need manpower.”

Luke considered a moment, fighting personal feelings to focus on the reality of a grim situation. “Fine. Call him.”

“I’ll stay here too,” Hendrix said. “I know this city pretty damn well myself. Murphy should go. One of us needs to be at both locations since we’re accountable to the task force.”

Royce eyed Murphy. “You, me, and my man Kyle, on the island?”

Murphy nodded. “Works for me. We still keeping the rest of the task force out of this?”

“Until we know who Dragonfly is,” Luke said. “Yes.”

“I say Luke wears a wire,” Blake said. \

Luke shook his head. “They’ll pat me down. I’ll have to try and record with my cell phone.”

A general mumbling of approval filled the room.