“So, it takes five of you to kidnap two women and handcuff them to chairs in the middle of a warehouse? We’re helpless and not going anywhere, so please put away your handguns.”
Please, Brody, be out there somewhere with Ian.
She changed subjects, not wanting the kidnappers to catch on that she was hopefully giving Trident information. “How did you find out about Jimmy and me, anyway?”
While the pacing Holstein didn’t want any of the g**g-bangers to answer her questions, the same didn’t seem to apply to his partner. Agent Jackson was sitting on a crate about fifteen feet in front of her. “Saw the prick talking on one of those burner phones he used a lot and figured there was a good reason behind them. When I tried to get closer to hear what he was saying, he hung up and tossed it in his
