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Sweat drenched Sebastian’s shirt, but he continued his push-ups. How had Jenna Hart and the TBI agent figured out he’d rented the farmhouse next to the horse barn? He’d like to take them both out, but killing two law enforcement officers would bring the FBI in on the case. And that was too much heat. He wasn’t going back to prison.

His biceps trembled. Twenty more push-ups and he would quit. It wasn’t getting his mind off the problem, anyway.

He’d told Ross renting a place adjacent to where Hart kept her horse was a stupid move. The cop had rented the place anyway. Said it was perfect for their setup.

Sebastian agreed it ticked all the requirements—out of the way and a space to store the heroin and fentanyl as well as a place to make the pills ... there’d even been a place for a small grow room. But he’d known the owner of the farm next door would be curious about the new tenants who weren’t very neighborly, and what better person to discuss his concerns with than a deputy who came every day?

He finished his last twenty push-ups and grabbed a towel. His cell phone rang and he checked the ID. Ross. “Yeah?” he answered.

“Your text—tell me you didn’t give the word to move the operation.”

“Okay, I won’t tell you.”

“Moving right now is stupid.”

“No. Stupid is renting a house right next to where Hart keeps her horse. She and that TBI agent know we’re there. I’ve already given the order to move out, so find us a new place to carry on the pill-making operation. One that isn’t close to anything Hart is connected to.”

“Rescind the order—the buyer is expecting a shipment Sunday morning, and we only have half of what he paid for. If we move, we can’t make the deadline.”

That was another thing Sebastian didn’t like—taking money from someone like their buyer without having the goods. “If you hadn’t demanded the money up front, we wouldn’t have this problem.”

“Deal with it. How do you know they’ve discovered what we’re doing? Jenna isn’t that smart.”

Pain pierced his forehead right above his right eyebrow. “Because I planted listening devices in her house and heard them talking about it.” Ross didn’t need to know they only suspected something was going on at the place. The man was so obsessed with the Hart woman, he didn’t think straight. “You underestimate her. Find us another place. I would except I don’t know the area like you do, and the sheriff and police chief are circulating my photo to everyone in town.”

“You don’t look anything like your earlier photos.” Ross fell silent. “That was the perfect setup, and finding another place for the plants won’t be easy.”

“I told the men to leave the plants.” Sebastian had already marked the marijuana plants off as a loss.

“You gotta be kidding.”

“Nope. It’s not like we’re in the cannabis business.” He scanned the small living room. If they pushed the furniture against the walls ... “You take care of finding us a new setup. We’ll use my living room to pack the capsules until we finish this order. The men should be about done packing up—I’ll tell them to bring the supplies here.”

“Do we really have to abandon the plants?”

“Hart and the TBI agent are going to the farm first thing in the morning—we don’t have time to move everything. I told you growing marijuana was a bad idea, anyway.”

“You’re wrong. Do you have any idea what good cannabis brings?”

Sebastian wanted to laugh.

“Do something to distract Jenna,” Ross said. “She’s the one driving this investigation.”

“Don’t worry about it. I will.”