Just Another Empty Threat -Bk 3

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Chapter 3

He lifted her with one arm so that her feet were off the ground and she was pinned to his chest, and he kissed her as he hobbled the distance to the sofa. As much as he missed being an able-bodied man with both legs, he wasn’t lying when he said he didn’t regret the past. He would happily give the other leg too if that guaranteed her happiness. Hell, even if it just hinted at her living a long and healthy life he’d hack off the thing himself. It was a small price to pay.

He would endure being pathetic and disabled for her. His deformity used to be the bane of his life, but now he saw it as the reason she came into his life. And she said it was sexy so it was time he stopped whining about it and started embracing it.

“Felix,” she moaned as he lowered her to the seat, “We don’t have time for this.”

“There is always time for this,” he growled as he kissed her neck and unfastened her pants, “And I always win, so I’m told.”

“Not today,” she ducked under his arm and escaped him to stand.

“Why the hell not?” he groaned as he twisted to land on the sofa sitting where she had seconds ago, his erection tenting his crutch out.

“You wanted me to argue with you,” she shrugged, “And this is me disagreeing.”

“Emma,” he whined, “That wasn’t what I was referring to.”

“Too bad,” she laughed at his pout, “We have much to do to be distracted.”

“What,” he huffed as he indicated to his hard erection, “Could be more important than this?”

“As distracting as you are,” she inhaled slowly as her eyes traveled down his body, “We have to go find our first son, not make a second one.”

“But filling you with my seed can happen while we make plans to liberate our son,” Felix reached for her and attempted to pull her back down onto his lap, “Afterall it’s not like we can fly there today and pluck him from Juan’s grasp.”

“Why not?” She avoided his grip, “What’s stopping us?”

“Do you need me to make a list?” he groaned and sat forward running his hand over his face, “Just leaving the country is difficult enough without the challenges of getting into Argentina, fighting our way into Juan’s compound, and then safely getting our child out of there and back here without further endangering him. All while avoiding detection from any of the many government agencies who have me and Cordoba on their surveillance radars. It isn’t going to be easy, and it isn’t something we can miraculously do today, tomorrow or even this month.”

“Are you telling me it’s impossible?” she felt her heart stop beating.

“No, not impossible,” he shook his head, “Eli is my son too, and I won’t rest until we have him back. It’s just not something that we can rush. I would never forgive myself if Eli was injured or killed during the extraction. And what use would it be if we got caught by the DEA during. If we succeed and, in the process, get sent to prison then Eli will end up in the foster system and that is a fate worse than Cordoba.”

She grimaced.

“My business is not legal,” he smiled, “And I’ve skated too close to the line a couple of times. I know that I have many agencies who would love to dismantle my empire from the top down. I can’t afford to give them the opportunity to do that. We have to be smart about this.”

“How?” she asked, “Do you have a plan?”

“It’s not so much of a plan, but more of an idea,” he grimaced, “I’d like to bring Juan to us. There’s less risk, if we succeed, than trying to take him on his home ground.”

“And how are we going to do that?” she asked, “He never leaves the compound.”

“He asked for a war,” Felix shrugged, “If we give him all-out war then maybe he might be forced to meet us head on.”

“He did say that,” she nodded, “Are you suggesting that we hit his distributors, warehouses, and entry points?”

“We destroy everything,” Felix clarified, “I want to burn his business to the ground.”

“And to do that you need to know what I know?”

“I have my spies too,” he shrugged, “How much did he reveal to you about their business here? And how much was accurate?”

“He thought he was only allowing me to see the basic information on what he had here,” she smiled, “But he failed to understand how smart I am. I can follow numbers and analyze information better than he anticipated, and I didn’t just read the stuff he gave me. I know enough.”

“You saw the numbers?” he questioned, “The financials?”

“Yes, those and more,” she frowned, “Which is why I need Jose. It won’t take Juan long to realize that he made a mistake giving me access to that information.”

“What can Jose do that I can’t do?” Felix huffed, “I have the resources to protect you.”

“Yes, I know that,” she smile, “And I’m banking on that. But Jose has the inside information. He knows how Juan thinks, who he works with, and what to expect. I’m betting my life on Jose’s experience and your resources to come together to outfox the fox.”

“You said that you would be marked for elimination to Jose,” he frowned, “Do you truly believe that? I though you were just using that to gain his support.”

“Yes, he will send his assassins after me,” she frowned, “At the very least.”

“But you are his granddaughter,” he shook his head, “His bloodline. He wouldn’t kill you.”

“I don’t believe that, not anymore,” she sighed, “He stole my child and soon he will know that I took loyal men from him. He will see me and my claim, via my bloodline, as a threat to his power. If that wasn’t enough to want me dead, then my photographic memory and the information that I now possess will mark me as a target. I am a security risk, and I defied his orders. As you said, he is not a forgiving man.”

“It’s not too late to hide you in the country.”

“No,” she laughed, “It is too late for that. He has my son. He took advantage of my trust in him and betrayed me by attempting to use me to kill you and stealing my child. I must be instrumental in getting Eli back.

“But Emma,” he complained, “If you know as much as you are telling me then he will not stop until you are dead.”

“Or until he is dead,” she nodded, “I know that. And I know the thought of it makes you uncomfortable, but you promised that I we would do this together.”

“Uncomfortable?” he scoffed, “It scares the shit out of me.”

“I know,” she smiled as she touched his face gently.

“This threat changes everything, Emma,” he stood, “When I agreed to you being involved in this business, I didn’t know that you would be immediately exposed to that sort of danger. I’m not ready to risk you like that. I’m not ready to lose you now.”

“Felix,” she cupped his face with both her hands, “I’m not going anywhere.”

“You can’t guarantee that,” he pulled his face from her hands, “I know that better than you.”

“Don’t patronize me,” she huffed, “You face this sort of threat every single day. I will have Jose and a score of your men following me around. And I have you. I will be careful and I won’t be reckless.”

“Damn right,” he growled, “If I lock you in the house then you won’t need to be either.”

“Felix,” she warned, “Remember what happened last time you tried to lock me in this House. Don’t even think about it.”

“But Emma,” he snarled.

“No,” she interrupted, “Don’t go back on your promise. I won’t allow you to do that.”

“Emma,” he hissed through his teeth, “Don’t threaten me.”

“I’m not threatening you,” she shook her head, “I’m arguing with you. I’m standing up to you and trying to make you see reason. I am asking you to trust me and I’m reminding you not to break the trust I have in you. I’m telling you to stop being a stubborn pig.”

His jaw tightened but he didn’t reply.

“Felix,” she exhaled some of her anger, “This was never going to be easy. Trust me.”

“I thought that you said I won all the arguments,” he huffed.

“You did win,” she smiled, “You just can’t see it yet.”

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