FernandezMy fist hits the table and the cheap piece of junk falls apart. Moon has his compound locked down tight and the Frontera Cartel is breathing down my neck to deliver myself on a silver platter. It won’t happen. The only positive is that neither Moon nor the cartel have any idea where I am.Goose is smarter than I gave him credit for and is making himself scarce because of my mood. The need to kill someone is eating at me and even though I need him, when the rage hits and I can’t relieve it with cunt, he’s in danger. My sister will pay for the desperate straits she’s put me in. From losing my men and home, to her fucking another man, she will suffer for the rest of her life.I look up at the ceiling and run through the plan I laid out for Goose. A slow, satisfying smile spreads over my face as I picture Moon and his bitch’s death. Goose might not come out of this alive. Fucking too bad. It’s one less person I’ll need to kill if the plan works and I no longer need him. What I d

FernandezThe smell of revenge is so damn fucking sweet. Goose is on his way to Moon’s compound with the C-4. If I’m lucky, he won’t ditch the vehicle soon enough and he’ll die in the explosion. My supplier for another whore came through and he also gave me the intel that further brightens my day. I’m not fucking around this time and will take out Moon’s bitch as soon as she’s in my clutches. Moon will receive her head within the hour, and Melina and Austin will decide they’re safer in California. Between Arizona and their home, I’ll get my sister back and kill that mother fucker she’s hooked up with.I call the phone number for my cartel connection and he doesn’t answer. “Fuck,” I yell into the room. I dial again and still nothing. Tossing my phone to the chair beside me, I try to come up with another plan that won’t require additional men. My brain goes into overdrive.I pace the room and continue thinking. Once I fuck and kill Cartwright’s whore, my mind will be clear enough for me

MadisonThe women with Celina give whoops and atta-girl shouts. I can’t help smiling. “We’ll be another thirty minutes. There’s a building supply store not far from you and I need you to pick up two metal fence post drivers.” I never worked Cave Creek as a cop, but one of the officers lived there and loved having barbeques, so I’m familiar with the area.“We’re on it. Meet us in the parking lot.”I disconnect the call and decide to join Cori in the front. I wiggle between the seats and then lean back and exhale after I attach my seatbelt. “I’m worried Moon could beat us there.”Cori puts her foot on the gas and shoots forward on the freeway. The 51 is one of the lighter trafficked freeways if you’re not driving it during rush hour and we’re pushing the witching hour. It’s the most direct route from central Phoenix to the north valley and we’re in luck because it’s wide open. If that luck continues, highway patrol won’t have units in the vicinity.We make it to the building supply stor

MoonAlex brings the car to the front. Austin jumps into the back and I take the passenger seat. I told the men to put Gabriella in our safe room until everything settles. She can cuss them out in Spanish, I don’t have time. Sirens can be heard in the distance and we need to be completely clear of the house before they hit the street that leads to my private road.I’ve also notified additional men to meet us at the warehouse. As soon as we have Fernandez’s location, we’ll be moving out quickly. It suddenly occurs to me that Dax is totally out of the loop, so I dial his cell.“You’re fucking kidding me,” he practically yells when I tell him his wife ran over a man and picked up the women. “I’m on my way.” Another call comes in and I look at the display. It’s Caleb.“Start heading here with reinforcements,” I tell Dax quickly. “I’ll call as soon as we have a location. It won’t be long.”The man in the trunk is moaning loudly. There are metal plates over the taillights and nothing he can

MadisonShe steps forward and Fernandez spins and tries throwing a punch at my head but misses. He moves quickly even with a bullet through the foot and gets between Cori and Sofia’s rifle. Melina takes the opportunity to bring her gun down on the back of his head. He stumbles and I kick the tibial pressure point in his good leg. He drops and I kick Celina’s gun away from him. She grabs it and aims it at him as he wiggles around like a flopping fish. I hand Melina my gun and slam down into his back with my cuffs primed. I practically pull his arms from their sockets in order to secure his hands behind his back while he’s stunned.“Help me get him up on the kitchen island and I’ll cut off his fucking clothes.” We drag him back to the kitchen minus Celina who stays at her post, which is the front door. He struggles but it’s not enough for four women on a mission.The sick feeling in my stomach stays and I turn slightly and rub tears from my eyes. Not a minute has gone by that I haven’t