ANGEL COULDN’T BELIEVE he’d found the small cabin in the woods. He’d only been there one other time, when he’d accompanied Shawn Sandon on a Fever transaction, and it had been night time, pitch black under a cloudy sky. Angel remembered thinking it was pure genius on El Jefe’s part to use Sandon’s hideaway and son to transact business. A perfect setup if he needed to use it later.
Angel broke the glass in the door and reached inside, turning the lock and shoving the door open. He glanced over his shoulder. “Stay here until I check it out.” He didn’t wait for Juliana or the assistant to respond, trusting in their good sense to keep them in place.
The cabin was cool and quiet. The main room, consisting of a living area and an open kitchen, was empty. Sheets covered the heavy, rustic furnit
