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“Not for a warrant any judge is going to sign,” Elliot said. “But it’s enough we can trace the money back to other companies that could be part of this conspiracy. They’re spread all over. I couldn’t believe it when every time I turned over another rock, there were more companies connected. It’s huge.”

“I need a report of everything you’ve discovered.”

Elliot flinched. “We can’t turn this over to the FBI when you’ve already said they have agents in house, doing their dirty work. We’ll be giving it right into their hands.”

That wasn’t a bad way of labeling what Amara had done as well. Certainly felt like “dirty work.” But that wasn’t who Jax was going to turn it over to. “Let me worry about where the information is going to go. It’s time to be done keeping secrets and working separately. We need to work together, or the people we care about continue to be targeted.”

After a second, Elliot nodded.

Jax looked at Amara.

It was Ramon who asked, “Are you in, or not?”

And Elliot who answered, “They were going to have me killed, so I’m in for taking them down.” He glanced at his sister. “You feel like hiding here with me until we get sent somewhere safe?”

She said, “Get me a secure laptop and I’ll help.”

Elliot smiled. “Okay.”

Jax didn’t take his attention from Amara, who seemed to be allowing things to develop without her input. Because she wanted to be able to report back toDominatusthat things here had been out of her control?

“A nice speech isn’t going to win this.” Zeyla’s hands curled into fists by her sides.

Jax had never seen her so animated. In fact, he didn’t think he’d heard her say more than a few words.

She continued, “You think working this like a case, trying to catch them for tax evasion like they’re mobsters, is even going to work? This is psychological warfare.” She waved at her mom, then said, “These people carved me up.”

“Everyone knows how serious this is.” Jax stared at her. “Me most of all.”

“You?” Amara looked like she wanted to laugh. “You think you knowanything? I’ve been fighting these people since before you were born. I know how to play their game.”

“You really think this is a game?” Jax stared at her. “I want my wife back.”

“What do you think I’m trying to achieve?”

“We pull Maizie in,” Jax said. “We all sit down and go through everything. There has to be something to work with. We need a plan.”

They were going to break this case. He had no other options.

His phone started to ring. He answered, “Good timing, Maze.”

The teen gasped. “She’s still alive.”

Tears filled his eyes, and he turned away. “Yeah, she is.”

“I was so scared that they did something to her.”

“Me, too.” He sucked in a breath. “Pack up your stuff. I need you here. We’ve got a case to solve.”

“Okay, but I don’t want to leave Bruce hanging. He needed surveillance.”

Jax gripped the phone. “He caught up to Samuel Chistaine?”

“He’s snapping the trap shut now.”

Chapter Fourteen

The roll-up door at the end of the warehouse ascended, and Bruce pulled in. Maizie had been at the RV, so she was across town still but on her way, and Jax was watching her progress on his tracking app.