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Marco? Is he the bastard who just blew up my house?”
    Burke was glad to see Cole’s hand on her shoulder. His brother whispered to Jessa, attempting to soothe her. Burke dealt with the problem at hand as he drove, gravel crunching under the tires, and answered. “This is Burke.”
    “Welcome back to the States, Mr. Lennox. You’ve been gone for so long. I trust your flight went well.” There was a silky satisfaction to Marco’s voice.
    “You’re the one who sent us the text.” There was no doubt. Jessa hadn’t called them when she was pregnant. She hadn’t texted yesterday. In fact, she’d never meant to talk to them again. He compartmentalized that realization to deal with at a better time.
    “I thought it was time we talked. You killed my father.”
    “No,” Burke corrected, his jaw tight with tension. “I put your father in jail for selling young women to bordellos in South America. Some guy doing life shanked his ass.”
    A fitting end, in Burke’s opinion. It had saved them all the effort of a trial. He and Cole had seen what happened to the women the elder Delgado had sold to his friends in South America. He could still see their haunted eyes. Some had died. Others had lost their souls. He didn’t feel a moment’s remorse about that fucking bastard’s fate.
    “You might not have thrust the blade in, but you made it possible. Family means something to me. Did you think I would let this pass?” There was a slight pause on Marco’s end. “Since your parents are gone, I went after the next best thing.”
    It took everything he had to keep his hands on the wheel. He knew what Marco meant. Jessa.
    “How the fuck did you know about her?” Burke held the phone in one hand, his other tightening on the steering wheel. He didn’t want Jessa to hear this conversation, but he didn’t see a way around it. He had to figure some things out and quickly.
    “You have several people on your payroll, Mr. Lennox. Employees are not family. I learned that the hard way. It’s quite easy to bribe someone. You should know. That’s how you got to my father. By the way, I already killed Michael. He died squealing like a pig.”
    Michael . The young man had been an up and comer in the Delgado organization when he’d had an attack of conscience. Michael had been willing to push the man’s drugs, but not to sell young women into prostitution. He’d become their informant. And his conscience had gotten him killed. “What do you want? I’ll meet you. It was my doing. I took the case. I’ll take the blame.”
    A disbelieving snort ripped across the line. “It’s never just you, Lennox. It’s you and that brother of yours. I thought long and hard about killing one of you, but that lets one of you off too easy. I wanted both of you to suffer as I have, grieving. Then I remembered the delectable Miss Wade. Unfortunately, by the time I tracked her down, she was pregnant. I believe in karma. Nor am I completely cruel. I don’t intend to harm the boy.”
    “You don’t think killing his mother would harm him?”
    Beside him, Jessa gasped, a trembling sound full of fear. Burke tried to block her out and focus. Almost as soon as he wished for Cole to comfort her, his brother’s hand caressed her shoulder again. Burke listened to Marco again.
    “I’m making a deal here, Burke. I’m a reasonable man, but I like to gamble. I’ve been setting this game up for months now. The pieces are all in place. We begin soon.”
    God, this fucker was insane. But smart. Burke brought the car to a stop at the edge of the road. Once he had Jessa secured by the police, he would call in the feds. He began to turn left.
    “Do you really want to go that direction, Mr. Lennox?”
    Burke stopped, pressing his foot on the brake. The asshole was still watching them? Of course. He must have eyes on the entire road that led up to Jessa’s property.
    Her gaze darted around them nervously. “What’s wrong? The station is about a mile to the