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"What’s to stop Derek fro the same?"

"I told her I’d ruin heryour call"

His eyes sharpen "Gloves off Noe’re playing like New Yorkers Good thing" He lifts a folder "You aren’t going to like this"

"Just get to it," I snap irritably "I can do without any more dramatics today"

He drops the folder on my desk and flips it open to yet another photo of , pretty, dark-haired woman "Teresa Martina," he says "He’s quite friendly with her"

"And I care why?"

"Because she’s the daughter of Roberto Martina, the kingpin for one of the largest cartels in existence And while Roberto favors Mexico, her brother Adrian runs the US operations froh ed the BP division into the cartel?"

"He has a relationship with Adrian, though I don’t yet know the extent"

"In other words, if he hasn’t, he’s working on it He has to have soreed," Seth says, crossing his arms in front of his chest "William Nichols, your head of research and develope I find of interest, but nothing I can say is related to this"

"What kind of activity?"

"Taking calls outside while pacing and appearing on edge, but thehined the contracts I drew up, but hest bidder"

"I know the owner personally I proaze on me "You don’t just walk away from a cartel, Shane I dealt with these people when I ith the CIA And if that’s where we’re at, our probleer than the police"

"I’m aware of that" I push off the desk and turn to the , unbuttoningat the thick, black clouds "What I don’t understand," I say, "is how the hell Derek doesn’t" My mind tracks back tothat happens there"

"A threat," Seth says wryly, leaning a shoulder on the steel bea the"You could walk away, Shane Get the hell out of here"