youâre a smart boy, and I know that you can do it for me.â
âIâm a man, not a boy.â
âOf course you are. But itâs not a bad thing that others believe you to be a boy, so they wonât suspect how very deadly you can be. Iâve seen you use that ploy before.â
âSometimes.â
âOften. Do you think I havenât been watching you? Use your brains and that smile the ladies like so much.â
âThen tell me what I need to know. Tell me what Walsh knew, what I should have known from the beginning.â
A definite touch of arrogance, Salazar noticed. âYou know the beginning. You grew up with it. The drugs, the vice, that son of a bitch, Juan Castino, constantly moving into my territory. He acted as if his cartel was the only one in Mexico, and every time anyone came close to taking him down, he managed to come out on top. I had the brains and the plans but Castino had the contacts and was always just ahead of me. If I hadnât managed to form a mutual coalition of all the cartels in Mexico, he would have eaten me alive. I can rein him in as long as he knows I have the backing of the coalition behind me.â
âUntil we find a way to kill him. Thatâs the best way. Donât worry. Iâll do it for you.â
So simple, so incredibly naïve. âI know you will. But it has to be staged very carefully. I canât let any of the other cartels know that Iâm getting ready to jump Castino.â He paused. âOr that I yielded to temptation eight years ago to twist the knife and make him hurt. They might turn against me.â
âBecause you arranged with James Walsh to kidnap Castinoâs two little girls and their nanny and kill them? They all probably wish theyâd had the balls to do it.â
âTheyâd chop me up and serve me to Castino. And then move into my territory and split it up.â His voice was laden with frustration. âIt was going to be so simple. Walsh would kill them, and there would be no bodies or anything to connect me to it. Iâd be able to sit back and watch Castino suffer, then, when the time was right, Iâd make sure he joined his little girls in the graveyard. But Walsh screwed it up. He left me hanging and vulnerable if Castino finds out I paid Walsh to kill them. We have to fix it, Franco.â
âI can do it if I work fast. I donât think that Castino knows anything yet. The kidâs name on the police report is Cara Delaney, and Walsh is only suspected of being a serial killer. Nothing about Castino.â
Hope and relief shot through Salazar. âYouâre certain?â
âI paid a good deal of your money to bribe a look at those reports. No mention of Castino ⦠or you.â
âYet.â
âAs you say. But there may be a way to keep you safe if we work fast. Eve Duncan hasnât made a statement yet. Sheâs in a local hospital being checked out for concussion, and her lover, Joe Quinn, isnât letting her be interviewed.â
âWhereâs the kid?â
âSheâs being taken care of by a friend of Duncanâs, Margaret Douglas.â
âNot at Child Services? Theyâre big on Welfare shit in the U.S.â
âNo, Iâm sure. I knew youâd want to know where you could put your hands on her.â
âOh, yes.â His hands around her throat to end this nightmare. âThen it appears you may have a multitude of targets in the near future. You need to find out how much Duncan knows about Cara Castino ⦠and me. I have to know Iâm safe from Duncan before I move forward again.â
âYouâll be safe. Itâs only a question which target I hit first.â His voice was suddenly eager. âYou tell me and it will be done. Duncan? Quinn? The kid?â
âYouâre moving too fast. I want you to go to that hospital and report back to me. Do you