“No, unfortunately. Ammo and I are searching for anything we might have missed.”
For some reason, he hadn’t liked leaving Keira. It was odd how . . . attached he felt.
He wasn’t certain it was a good thing.
“So you’re still trying to track him?”
“You didn’t think I’d just let him disappear? Wasn’t he part of the job?” And Zander never left a job half-finished.
“The main objectives were to get the images, money, and Keira,” Kent told him.
But Kansas was a loose string. He was as much to blame as Keira. Maybe more if Zander’s gut was right. Zander was certain she was keeping things from him.
And he didn’t like that.
Oh, he knew that he didn’t have a right to know everything about her.
But since when did he care about something like what he had a right to know? He wanted to know it all.
Honey had cautioned him about confusing her with Charlene.
But he definitely wasn’t doing that.
However, it wasn’t wise for him to think of her as anything other than someone he needed to protect and keep close in case he needed to use her.
“You think I should just let him go? He probably had a larger role to play in this than her.”
Carl Kansas was a member of the Iron Shadows. He’d worked at Reaper’s Bar longer than Keira.
Kent sighed. “You’re likely right, but she isn’t innocent in this.”
Keira hadn’t said it, but Zander would be shocked if it hadn’t been his idea to take the money.
“He beat her.”
Fuck. He hadn’t meant to say those words. They’d been wrested out of him. A harsh whisper he couldn’t take back.
“I know,” Kent said in a surprisingly gentle voice. “I know he did.”
“He deserves to pay for that.”
“You’re right. He does. What are you planning on doing, though? He could be in Mexico by now. Are you going to search all of Mexico for him?”
If that’s what it took.
“Send Keira to me,” Kent ordered.
“No.”
His reaction was swift and sure. He wasn’t sending her anywhere. She was safe where she was.
Fuck.
He didn’t understand his feelings. All he knew was that she had to stay with him.
“I get that you don’t want her to go to Reyes. You feel protective of her because of how you found her and you don’t know him. But you know me, Zander. I won’t harm her. Won’t allow anyone else to harm her.”
He frowned. It was an entirely reasonable request. But he couldn’t do it.