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Story: Devil's Bride
“Uh-huh. But I don’t think I want to do this again,” she murmured.
“Don’t worry, baby. New sets of rules and you will not break them.”
I helped her to her feet and wrapped one arm around her, pulling her tightly against me, both breathing heavily.
“The other boat is floating in the water,” Navarro breathed. “Unmanned.”
“Good. We need to get to the other boat. Check with the captain about his men and make certain there are no mechanical issues.”
“Not a problem.” He glanced at Genevieve and there was an entirely different look in his eyes than before. “I mean no disrespect, Madame Morales.”
“Torres,” she corrected, a wry grin on her face.
“Torres,” he repeated. “But you kicked some goddamn ass.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” she told him.
I shook my head. “Yeah, you did.”
We headed from the cargo hold and carefully made it back onto our boat with Benito’s help. Remarkably, the MTI hadn’t been damaged or taken on water. Maybe the gods I’d prayed to had smiled on us.
She slumped down in one of the seats, dropping her head into her hands while I tried to contact Kruz. “Are you in control of the boat?”
Kruz didn’t respond right away.
“Kruz. What’s the status?” I tried again.
When there still was no response, Genevieve moved beside me.
“Kruz. Report.”
“Boss. I’m here. Jesus. I had a bit to take care of.”
“Which means?”
“Rough crew, but they’re under control.”
“Crew origin and destination.”
“Moroccan and destination is the same port we were headed into in Rome.”
I chuckled again and turned to face my lovely bride. “What is their cargo?”
“A few party favors and women in cages. Several crates of military grade weapons.”
“Fuck,” she hissed.
“What else?” I threw out.
Kruz laughed out loud. “You were right. Diamonds.”
A slow grin formed across her face. “How many?”
“Oh, let’s just say enough to put every jewelry store in Europe and the United States out of business. Forget the diamond exchange. We’re talking hundreds of millions.”
Kruz’s answer tickled her.
“What do you want me to do? Reroute them?” he asked.
“Don’t worry, baby. New sets of rules and you will not break them.”
I helped her to her feet and wrapped one arm around her, pulling her tightly against me, both breathing heavily.
“The other boat is floating in the water,” Navarro breathed. “Unmanned.”
“Good. We need to get to the other boat. Check with the captain about his men and make certain there are no mechanical issues.”
“Not a problem.” He glanced at Genevieve and there was an entirely different look in his eyes than before. “I mean no disrespect, Madame Morales.”
“Torres,” she corrected, a wry grin on her face.
“Torres,” he repeated. “But you kicked some goddamn ass.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” she told him.
I shook my head. “Yeah, you did.”
We headed from the cargo hold and carefully made it back onto our boat with Benito’s help. Remarkably, the MTI hadn’t been damaged or taken on water. Maybe the gods I’d prayed to had smiled on us.
She slumped down in one of the seats, dropping her head into her hands while I tried to contact Kruz. “Are you in control of the boat?”
Kruz didn’t respond right away.
“Kruz. What’s the status?” I tried again.
When there still was no response, Genevieve moved beside me.
“Kruz. Report.”
“Boss. I’m here. Jesus. I had a bit to take care of.”
“Which means?”
“Rough crew, but they’re under control.”
“Crew origin and destination.”
“Moroccan and destination is the same port we were headed into in Rome.”
I chuckled again and turned to face my lovely bride. “What is their cargo?”
“A few party favors and women in cages. Several crates of military grade weapons.”
“Fuck,” she hissed.
“What else?” I threw out.
Kruz laughed out loud. “You were right. Diamonds.”
A slow grin formed across her face. “How many?”
“Oh, let’s just say enough to put every jewelry store in Europe and the United States out of business. Forget the diamond exchange. We’re talking hundreds of millions.”
Kruz’s answer tickled her.
“What do you want me to do? Reroute them?” he asked.
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