“Did they say anything about Alejandro?”
“I asked. Alejandro doesn’t know what’s really happening in Brazil. They have a few men on their books that work for him and steer things so he’s blind to what’s happening. I collected names when he said Jake Wainwright deals with them. They knew Robert by that name too.”
“So Robert has been going to Brazil?”
“Yes, and I got the impression that there’s more going on in Brazil than we factored in. The guy said they’re always meeting there.”
“Always?” I narrow my eyes.
“Yes. He also said Jake meets with them more than Micah does. He takes charge when they meet in Brazil. Eric I think they’re setting something up there.”
Brazil was the last place I saw Robert so that wouldn’t surprise me, but it just wouldn’t make sense because the people he last worked for are no longer there. That doesn’t mean he can’t set up shop again.
“And there was no mention of when they’d be meeting again?”
“No, but they have business in L.A. over the next few weeks that they’re focusing on. The crew were part of the prep party and weren’t given much details about what the business was. It looks like Micah is keeping things under wraps for certain people and he’s got his fingers in many pies.”
This is not good and something is going down in Brazil too. We need to get to them while we know they’re going to be in L.A.
“Is there anything else?” I ask.
“No. It looks like Robert and Micah were just here for this. There was no mention of the girl or anything to do with her.” As he looks at me, his face softens somewhat and I know even he can tell there’s a shift in my focus toward Summer. “To me it still looks like they still think they killed her.”
That’s the only good thing about this, and I want to keep it that way.
That means we still have that advantage on some level to get to them. Even if we don’t, I’m not fucking using her as bait.
Not like I initially thought I could.
“Get back on the street with the men and keep looking for the cartel guys,” I say.
“All right Boss.”
“Report back tonight or sooner whether you find anything or not.”
He nods and leaves.
I rest my hands down on the desk and dip my head. This is proving to be more challenging than I thought it would be.
My fucking tracker isn’t working. So I have to come up with another strategy. I’m so sick of the universe fucking with me.
There’s no way I’m going to let Robert have any advantage over me and not in my own field of expertise.
I can’t fucking believe he was actually here. Right here in fucking L.A., within my gasp, and I didn’t know.
Robert what the fuck are you up to?
I look over everything in front of me and think of what it’s telling me and what it’s not. All I have as of this moment are figures. Seven million from whatever the fuck is going on in L.A. and five million from the sale of the device. That’s a fuck of a lot of serious money. All to be retrieved in a short space of time.
Micah is focusing on L.A. but there’s something more going on in Brazil. He can’t have a random interest in Brazil, especially when he knows Alejandro is after him.
So there’s something missing, or something I’m missing.
Maybe something more Alejandro knows.
He’s been careful who he speaks to.
Now it’s time to talk to me.