CHAPTER 29
HECTOR
The next morning, when Jess led two suits into his office, Hector’s first thought was Storm. More accurately, of his late-night visit to the fucker. The asshole must have gone to the police, after all.
“What can I do for you, gentlemen?” He didn’t bother to get up from his seat, just gestured to the sofas in front of his desk.
“Special Agent Husk,” the one with the gray tie said, pulling out a badge. “And this is my partner, Special Agent Gonzales.”
Hector relaxed. This wasn’t about an—alleged—assault s***h attempt to murder charge.
“Can we speak in private?” Husk asked, with a glance at Jess.
“We’d like to talk to Mr. Smith as well,” Gonzales added.
“Jess, get Achilles in here.”
It wasn’t long before his friend showed himself in. After another round of introduct
