41 | Gut Feelings

*Alberto’s POV*

The doors to the SUVs were already open as we made our way to them. I fetched my phone from my pocket as Francisco climbed in before me.

“What do you have, Ethan?” I growled into the phone as soon as he picked up.

“The abandoned warehouses were owned by LoTech. I can’t find the details on the owners of that foreign company, but I have a pretty good idea.”

“I don’t want ideas! I want fūcking facts!” My snapped reply had Francisco turning to face me with brows furrowed as I shut the door behind me.

“Si, Capo. I’m still on it, but—”

“I’m already on my way there, Ethan! There are no fūcking buts!”

“Understood. Also, the nearby cameras were able to capture a male in his early to mid-twenties, entering the building down the street on a few occasions with what looked like groceries. I’m sending the picture over now.”

I pulled the phone from my ear, placing it on speakerphone as I opened my message app.

“What’s going on?” I held my hand up to Francisco to stop