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The location Elena Reyes chose for the meeting was a neutral ground in every sense that mattered. An old textile factory that had been converted into event space years ago, then abandoned when the economy shifted and people stopped renting warehouses for weddings and corporate gatherings. It sat in a neighborhood that belonged to neither Sinaloa nor Reyes territory, a demilitarized zone where both sides could claim equal footing.

Victor Ruiz arrived thirty minutes early with Carlos beside him, both men unarmed as the agreement demanded but neither man was comfortable with the vulnerability that created. The building smelled like dust and old machinery and the particular emptiness of spaces that had been designed for crowds but now held only silence.

"Check the perimeter," Victor commanded. "Make sure we are alone. Make sure this is not a trap."

Carlos moved through the building methodically, checking corners and rooms and potential ambush points. He returned fiftee
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  • Sweet Unhappy Heart   191

    Third Person's POVThe morning came wrapped in the kind of false peace that made you forget you were living through the aftermath of multiple disasters. Liam woke to sunlight streaming through curtains that actually blocked most of the light, a luxury he had not experienced in the hotel rooms of the past two weeks. The bed was comfortable in a way that made his entire body relax, muscles finally releasing tension they had been holding since the moment Avery disappeared.Jackson was already awake, sitting at the window with his phone, scrolling through messages that had piled up during their time in Mexico. His hair was uncombed, sticking up in directions that would have bothered him if he had the energy to care. He wore the hotel robe and nothing else, his bare feet propped on the windowsill, the posture of someone who was physically present but mentally somewhere else entirely."Morning," Liam said, his voice was rough with sleep.Jackson looked over, managing a small smile that did

  • Sweet Unhappy Heart   190

    Third Person's POVThe flight back to the States took nine hours with a layover in Houston that felt interminable. Avery sat between Jackson and Liam, Caroline sleeping in a carrier strapped to her chest, the baby's tiny face peaceful in a way that made everything they had survived feel worth it. Eve Dove sat across the aisle reviewing case files on her laptop, still working even though the immediate crisis had passed.When the plane finally touched down at the airport, Liam felt tension he had been carrying for days began to ease. Home. They were home. Back on familiar ground where the threats were known and the police actually answered their calls and hospitals did not require armed guards outside recovery rooms.Janet was waiting for them at arrivals, standing beside a luxury SUV she had rented specifically to transport them comfortably. She wore designer jeans and a silk blouse, her dark hair pulled back in a professional ponytail, radiating the particular energy of someone who ha

  • Sweet Unhappy Heart   189

    Third person's POV The location Elena Reyes chose for the meeting was a neutral ground in every sense that mattered. An old textile factory that had been converted into event space years ago, then abandoned when the economy shifted and people stopped renting warehouses for weddings and corporate gatherings. It sat in a neighborhood that belonged to neither Sinaloa nor Reyes territory, a demilitarized zone where both sides could claim equal footing.Victor Ruiz arrived thirty minutes early with Carlos beside him, both men unarmed as the agreement demanded but neither man was comfortable with the vulnerability that created. The building smelled like dust and old machinery and the particular emptiness of spaces that had been designed for crowds but now held only silence."Check the perimeter," Victor commanded. "Make sure we are alone. Make sure this is not a trap."Carlos moved through the building methodically, checking corners and rooms and potential ambush points. He returned fiftee

  • Sweet Unhappy Heart   188

    Third Person's POVThe hospital cafeteria at seven in the morning was a study in fluorescent exhaustion. Doctors finishing night shifts hunched over coffee that had been sitting in pots for too many hours. Families who had maintained bedside vigils wandered in looking for anything that might sustain them through another day of waiting. The smell of institutional breakfast food hung in the air, not quite appetizing but functional enough for people who had forgotten what real hunger felt like.Liam sat at a corner table with his second cup of coffee, watching the entrance. Jackson had gone up to see Avery and the baby an hour ago. Visiting hours started at six but the nurses had made an exception for the family, understanding that some reunions could not wait for posted schedules.The cafeteria door opened and Liam felt his stomach drop. Avery walked in, moving slowly, one hand pressed against her abdomen where the surgical incision was still healing. She wore a hospital gown and a robe

  • Sweet Unhappy Heart   187

    Third Person's POVVictor Ruiz sat in a cramped apartment three miles from the chemical plant where he had lost everything. The place belonged to a cousin who asked no questions and accepted cash payment for a temporary sanctuary. One room. A mattress on the floor. A bathroom with a sink that barely worked. The kind of place where men who were running from something came to hide until they figured out their next move.He had been watching the news on his phone for the past six hours. Every major outlet in Mexico City was covering the story. American woman rescued from Sinaloa kidnapping. Baby delivered safely after dramatic raid. Police searching for Victor Ruiz, wanted for kidnapping, assault, and a dozen other charges that would put him in prison for the rest of his life if they caught him.The bitch was alive. Avery Maddox had survived when she should have died. Had delivered her baby when both of them should have bled out in that contaminated building. Had been rescued by federal

  • Sweet Unhappy Heart   186

    Third Person's POVThe private jet touched down at Benito Juárez International Airport seven hours after Eve's phone call. Jackson had not slept during the flight. Had not eaten. Had barely moved from his seat except to pace the narrow aisle when sitting became unbearable. Liam had stayed beside him the entire time, holding his hand, offering water he would not drink, speaking words of comfort that could not possibly comfort.Now they stood in the Mexico City airport waiting for their luggage, exhaustion and fear making everything feel surreal. The air smelled different here. Warmer. Heavier. Foreign in a way that reminded them they were far from home in a country where they had no power and no protection beyond what the police were willing to provide."Mr. Maddox. Mr. Sinclair." A woman appeared beside them, professional and composed, wearing dark clothes that marked her as either security or law enforcement. "I am Officer Maria Gonzalez. Commissioner Martinez sent me to escort you t

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