Elijah Vega.
I chuckle, forgetting my cigarette is burning a hole in the ledger.
"You’re burning the s**t, boss." Zerek nods at the blackening corner.
I flick the cigarette into the tray and press it out harder than necessary. My fingers twitch. My knee won’t stop bouncing.
“I can’t focus.” I sniff hard.
“Can’t you convince the Salvador’s?”
“My uncles and aunts don’t meddle in marriages. They move when it’s a life-or-death issue.”
“This could easily become a matter of life and death.” Zerek says under his breath.
“And bloody.” Alex adds.
“I can’t have it be bloody.” My throat burns when her name tries to form. “Paloma…”
I stop. I have to stop because the moment I say her name, I start thinking about Enid. The bastard’s been off the radar with evidence that he already has. He’s
