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Enrique snapped his phone shut and fought the urge to throw it at the block wall. He had a buyer for part of his shipment, but was unable to meet with him now because he’d just heard from Escobedo, who was on his way to pick up Phelps. He moved to the door and spoke in quick Spanish to the men posted there that Escobedo would be arriving soon and that they were to detain any entourage Pablo might have with him from entering the warehouse.
Unseen by Enrique and the two Cowboys was the glow of headlights as a cab stopped on the south side of the warehouse to finally deliver the remaining four agents.
“About damn time,” Craig said and went on to explain the situation.
As he looked around the corner while the others were devising a plan, a limo pulled up to the open bay door and Pablo E
