north and heading up to Neil’s place in Key Largo. What happened with the Coast Guard?”
“The usual, they demanded answers. I bought us a little time by handing over the one guy still alive.”
“Was he talking?”
“Oh, he was talking all right.” André snorted. “Guess he wasn’t too fond of Tyler and Collin.”
“He know anything?”
“Not that he claims. Said he was picked up in Miami in a bar and offered cash by a guy he’d never met and never saw again. Got transported to Key West where some other guy put him and the asshole in the white t-shirt on a boat, gave them guns and told them to go hunting on Sunset Key. They had a picture of Layna but that was it.”
“Was the guy who put him on the boat the sniper? Did he describe him?”
“Not unless the sniper aged backwards forty years before he got hit.”
“The contact was an old guy?”
“Yeah. Mr. Mangroves said he was in his sixties, white guy, no accent, but rode hard with lots of tattoos.”
What the fuck? Maldonado didn’t work with Caucasians. He stuck to Cartel assholes and they were always young and stupid. What the hell was going on?
André didn’t wait for me to reply. “I can hear you thinking. I thought the same thing, but I got nothing. I don’t know what Maldonado’s playing at or who he has in his back pocket. All I got was that Mr. Mangroves said Grandpa drove off on a motorcycle after he gave them the boat.”
Fuck, a biker? “And neither of the hired guns saw or knew about the sniper?”
“Negative.”
Shit. “I don’t like it.”
“Me neither. I’m driving up to Daytona to talk to Talon. I’ll let you know what I find out.”
Fuck. “Who you leaving me with?”
“I’ll have Tyler meet you in Largo.”
“What about Collin?”
“He’s reassigned.”
“You didn’t let him go?”
“I’m keeping him close ‘til we see this through. He could be the connection for all I know.”
“I thought you screened.”
“I do. I triple check then I sit on them and watch for a holding period before I check them again. He’d looked clean through the whole process. Unfortunately, that doesn’t mean he is. I’m not the only security firm who screens this way. He could’ve figured it out and played the part. But trust me, I’ll find out what’s up before this is over.”
“Copy. Let me know what you find out from Talon.”
“Will do.”
“One last thing. I talked to Barrett. He’s going after Maldonado from his end. He’ll be calling you. Make sure the hired gun talks, but not about us.”
“Not my first op, Gunny.”
“I’m not your Gunnery Sergeant anymore.”
“You’re sure as shit acting like it.” André hung up.
I rubbed a hand over my face, wondering why Maldonado would hire a biker.
I EASED THE COBALT UP to Neil’s dock just after sunrise. Layna was curled up next to me, drifting in and out of sleep. I carried her up the steps, used the code to unlock the door and deactivated the alarm to Neil’s vacation house. After laying her down on the master bed, I reset the alarm and closed all the shutters. She watched me but she didn’t say anything.
“I’m taking a shower, be right back.”
She nodded.
I closed the bathroom door, turned on the shower and pulled out her cell. I sent a quick text to Tyler.
Me: We’re here
He instantly texted back.
Tyler: Watched you dock. Perimeter secure.
Me: We’re going to sleep, call if there’s any problem
Tyler: Copy
I got in the shower and two minutes later I was back in the bedroom, setting my 9mm on the nightstand. I didn’t think she was going to fall asleep that fast, but she did. Curled in a ball, her breathing too even to be fake, she looked like an angel. I almost didn’t want to disturb her but I was feeling selfish.
I dropped my towel and pulled back the covers. She breathed in deep but she didn’t move. I cupped my hand under her head.
“C’mon, baby. Let’s get you out of these clothes.” I gently lifted