Ramirez Gonzales.
“F*king f*ck, where the hell is she? Do any of you even realize what time it is?” I bark off the walls as I limp around the room, knee throbbing but annoyance outweighing the pain. Manny and Bezo exchange glances like the idiots they are.
“How the hell did she leave the house if all the damn tires were slashed1?”
“Sir, she made Echo take her,” Bezo finally admits.
Right on cue, Echo walks in.
“Where’s Ariel?” I ask.
“I just dropped her off at some company,” he says as if he didn’t just commit treason. “Did you see the folder?”
“The folder?” I repeat, incredulous. “I don’t give a damn about some folder. You just handed her over to that Victor Prodigal or whatever the hell his name is!”
Echo freezes. “I swear I didn’t know! She practically forced me. What was I su
