heavy that she could only assume the worst.
Leenaâs heart broke in half as they forced her into the car. She looked out of the rearview window and saw her son crying hysterically in the arms of one of the men. She broke down instantly. She had no clue of what would become of her and her child.
âPlease, just tell me what is going on? What will happen to my son?â she asked, as snot and tears wrecked her pretty face. There was no keeping her composure. Leena was distraught. She knew that the tides of life were changing. With the death of the men the Feds had grown balls of steel. They would have never come at The Cartel with such arrogance and disrespect otherwise.
âYour son will be placed in temporary custody of the state,â one of the Feds said as he drove away from her home.
âNo, please! You canât,â she said with a gasp.
âWe can and we will, unless you can tell us something that will make us change our minds and set you free. Your cooperation will make all of this go away. So do yourself a favor and tell us what you know about the murders, the cocaine, the dirty money laundering that The Cartel is involved in. Itâs in your best interest to start talking.â
âIâm not telling you anything,â Breeze stated as she sat with her hands behind her back, handcuffed to the hard chair.
âWe have evidence against you and everyone affiliated with The Cartel. Weâve got you for drug trafficking, running a criminal enterprise, fraud, tax evasion, the list goes on and on.â
Breeze kept her eyes on the wall in front of her, barely blinking as she blocked out the voice of the federal agent. The olive-skinned man leaned in menacingly over Breeze, using intimidation tactics to get her to break. Zyir had trained her well. Breeze knew better than to volunteer any information. They couldnât even get her prints on a coffee cup, she was so seasoned. Growing up in the folds of the largest organization in the South had prepared her for this moment. âWe found pieces of an aircraft, scattered throughout the Atlantic Ocean, about 150 miles off the coast of Bermuda. Too bad the cowards left their ladies to take the fall for their bad deeds.â
Breezeâs eyes turned dark at the insult and her heart wrenched.
âYou donât have anything on me,â Breeze said.
âWe have everything on you. You recognize this face?â The agent tossed a photo of Estes onto the table in front of her and Breeze turned green as her stomach turned.
âLetâs just say family doesnât mean much these days. Heâs singing like a canary and has implicated not only your husband and brothers, but you and over a hundred other mid- and low-level dealers across the state,â the agent said. He noticed that Breezeâs demeanor had changed.
âNot so cocky now huh, princess?â he mocked. âWe picked up over thirty people directly affiliated with The Cartel. Youâre standing tall, but do you honestly think all of them will too? Now the way this works is who ever talks first gets the deal. There is only one way out of this.â
âMagdalena!â Miamor yelled in urgency as she quickly dressed. The Spanish housekeeper appeared in the doorway. âI need you to watch the baby. Do not let anyone into this house under any circumstances. I donât care if God himself knocks on the door, you donât let anyone in. Comprende? â
â SÃ, sÃ, â Magdalena replied.
Miamor placed a call to Carterâs attorney and within minutes she was headed to the federal building. She knew the game and now that the Feds felt The Cartel was weakened, they were coming in for the kill. There was no way that Miamor was letting all that Carter had built be destroyed. She had watched him closely, studied the way that he reigned and just as she had in life, she would now hold him down in death. She already knew that Leena had been