Unless they already
moved against him and took something he cared about. Rumor is Edmond Monteblanco’s
son had a thing for younger girls.”
“Fuck. How old is Juarez’s daughter?”
“Twelve, and Monteblanco’s kid is seventeen.”
“This can’t be going anywhere good.” Caleb pinched
the bridge of his nose.
“The Monteblanco kid wanted the girl. Wanted to
marry her. Juarez said no, that his daughter was too young. Next thing he knows
his daughter goes missing. It was made to look like the Monteblanco’s took her.”
Caleb’s head throbbed. “You’re saying they didn’t?”
“No. They didn’t. Cabrillo had her.”
Do not get involved. Do not
get involved. The last thing he needed was to get dragged into that shit
pile. “Shit. Look, Sabine, That’s a hell of a mess you have there. But I don’t
want any part of it.”
“Listen to me. On a recon mission, I snagged the
girl. I need to keep her out of sight for a couple of weeks while Cabrillo and
Jaurez make their deal. We want the Monteblancos taken out. Once the deal is
made, I’ll take her back to her father, who will then annihilate Cabrillo.”
“Let me guess. Juarez is more amenable to your
boss’s agenda?”
“Something like that.”
“Why are you calling me? You’re as capable of
protecting her as I am.”
There was a beat of silence. “There was a problem
with my coyote getting us out. I had to eliminate him. I might have been seen
with her.”
“Fuck, Sabine. Not my problem.”
“Caleb, I know. I wouldn’t be asking if this kid
didn’t need legitimate protection. My tail is too hot right now. I only need
her covered for a little while. I know I have no right to ask.”
He didn’t need this shit. Sabine back in the
picture was a recipe for disaster, and she’d likely get the girl killed. She was a kid. A kid who hadn’t done anything to deserve
any of this. And that was why Sabine had called him. She knew how he felt about
children. Especially after the Sanderson case.
He growled. “You have a week to clean up your
shit, Sabine, then I put the girl in the system. I still have some friends in
the government. She can be given asylum and a new name then you can’t touch
her. You hear me?”
She breathed a long sigh. “You won’t regret it.”
He already did. But if it meant finally getting some
answers for the Sanderson family he’d do it. He’d never forgotten that little
girl. He’d never been able to put it behind him.
Chapter 3
“So do you want to tell me why you don’t want the
on-air spot?”
Micha looked up from her monitor to find her boss
in her doorway. “Miranda, it’s not that I don’t want it.” Liar. “On-air entertainment shows have never been where I wanted my career to go. I
write features.”
“You’ve done on-air work before. You were great. Give
me the real reason.”
Micha wasn’t in the mood to lay out all her dirty
thongs, boy shorts, and tangas. “I’m not particularly enthusiastic about it. I’m
sorry. But look, clearly the others are. They were literally climbing all over
themselves for the spot.”
Miranda rolled her eyes. “Let’s you and I both be
honest with each other, yeah? Eileen has a face for radio, Bradley comes across
as insincere, and Rebecca is exactly like every other cutish girl who hosts
anything, and she’ll blend. I started calling her the poor man’s Brook Burke.”
“Hey, remember Brook Burke made the show Wild On a
huge hit.”
“Yeah, back in the nineties. I want you to
consider what I’m offering you here. WST Entertainment has acquired us. We all
will have to take on some new roles. Some of which we don’t particularly like. SDM
is a mid to large circulation, but let’s face it, magazines might join
newspapers and go the way of the Dodo soon. We all need to try to survive.”
Micha hated to admit it, but Miranda had a point. It
wasn’t like she could very well tell her boss no. Well, she could, but then
she’d be fired and that