Friday. Heathrow Airport. London, United Kingdom.
RAMON SCOWLED AT A man who got too close to him as they waited for their bags at the carousel.
This was not where he was supposed to be. Things were not supposed to have worked out like this.
After Texas, he should have cut all ties and gone into hiding. He'd thought simply lying low would suffice. He'd sorely underestimated Skilton. Then again, Ramon hadn't understood just how much he owed the man. Kurt had always taken care of the details. Ramon simply went where he was told and did his part of the job.
Now Ramon wished he'd known more. He hadn't understood then, but he sure as hell did now.
He'd left behind a decent life to become some sort of indentured slave. Until he'd recouped Skilton's investment into the four of them, Ramon wa
