Perfect Ruin (Unyielding #2)(41)

“I could have easily found Raven myself. I found you, didn’t I? What I want is the transporter.”

“No one gets to meet him. He doesn’t meet with anyone. Ever.”

I shrugged. “He will meet with me. Call him.”

Alfonzo blanched. “You just don’t call him. It’s been set up already—”

“Raul is dead. That means you and your transporter no longer have a main source. Call him. Now. Or I kill you and take all three girls myself.”

“Fuck.” Alfonzo’s fat fingers twitched on the gun, and his eyes shifted side to side. Alfonzo raised the gun and hit Chaos on the head when she tried to get up.

“Georgie,” Emily cried and tried to pull away from me. “Please don’t hurt her.”

I tightened my hold on Emily’s arm and said in a low and almost inaudible voice, “It’s better this way.”

And it was. I’d dealt with Alfonzo’s type. If Chaos pushed it much more, he’d put a bullet in her head. Of course, I wouldn’t let that happen, but protecting her would blow my cover. I’d been forced to learn a lot at the farm. One of those things was to be unreactive even when shit went bad.

Alfonzo tied a strip of cloth around Chaos’s arm and pulled out a syringe. I knew what it was and it was going to keep Chaos alive because being drugged meant she’d stop fighting until I got to Jacob.

Emily struggled against my hold. “Please, don’t. Georgie.”

“Stop.” I yanked her arm to the side and she cried out in pain.

Alfonzo glanced at me and grinned. I was thinking about stabbing my knife into his eyeballs then cutting off his dick while I half-smiled back at him. He slid the needle into her vein, and within seconds, Chaos’s body relaxed and her eyes closed.

Alfonzo took out his phone, tapped a few times and then put it to his ear. He kept his voice low as he mumbled my name and something about a warehouse and meeting.

He hung up and nodded to me.

Finally.

Jacob.

“Let’s go,” I said. I guided Emily out the door ahead of me.

Alfonzo slung Chaos over his shoulder and I heard him order Raven to follow.

Like a f*ckin’ dog. And the worst was watching her do it. My stomach curdled.

This shit was ending.




I leaned against a large piece of machinery with London kneeling beside me, her hands in her lap and her head bowed.

Chaos was still drugged and Alfonzo paced back and forth looking anxious. His eyes kept shifting to the warehouse door then to his phone. It was obvious the guy was nervous and, from when I’d met Jacob in Mexico, he had every right to be. It made me sick to think that London had spent two years with these men. No wonder why she was nothing of the girl I’d known.

Finally, the metal door slid on its tracks and opened.

Jacob.

There was no hesitation as he advanced toward me. No gun in sight. Arrogant and sure of himself. I was going to enjoy watching that flicker of life in his eyes fade away to nothing when I slit his throat.

He stopped in front of me, but when he spoke it was to Alfonzo, who had followed along beside him like a puppy dog.

“I don’t like changing plans,” Jacob said to Alfonzo. “It causes mistakes.”

I kept my eyes on Jacob as I said, “Raul’s right-hand man. I thought you were dead,” I lied.

“So does everyone.” Jacob nodded to Raven. “You’ve travelled a great distance for one girl. She doesn’t look worth it.”

“Where are the other girls?” I asked. There was no way he came to Toronto for simply one girl. Even two. He had to have more and I took a chance asking, but I needed him to think I wanted to go into business with him. What I was doing was delaying. I was waiting for Deck who I called from my car on the way to the location. I couldn’t give it to him before we’d arrived, so he was trying to get here—fast.

Deck had already been looking for Emily, but when I mentioned Georgie, he went stone silent. What was a ‘be there in ten,’ changed to ‘be there in five.’

“Here. Awaiting shipment,” he replied.

I tensed. That was what I needed to know.

Jacob’s shoulders stiffened and I put my hand on my knife. He pulled his gun, turned, and shot Alfonzo in the head.

Alfonzo dropped to the ground.

I didn’t flinch. I remained leaning against the machinery, my hand on London’s head, making sure she didn’t move.

“I told him, I don’t meet clients. He didn’t listen,” Jacob said.

“So that would make me a liability.”

“Your offer piqued my interest.” Jacob paused. “I require a base to bring the girls before auction. You can provide me with that.”

My hand stilled in London’s hair as I heard a footstep. Deck. Time to finish this. “Who has been providing since Raul’s death?”

Jacob slipped his gun back into his belt. “No one. This is our first shipment in over a year. That guy Deck and his men have been all over us, and now, Alfonzo screwed up taking that one.” He nodded to Chaos. “I don’t make mistakes, Kai. I’m careful. Alfonzo wasn’t.”

“Oh, but you made a mistake, Jacob.” I smiled.

Jacob was quick. Before I even finished the sentence, he dove and rolled and my knife narrowly missed his throat. Fuck.