jaw, the goatee, and the scent of his cologne. His uniform was crisp, clean, and neat, unlike the other men in the room.
He squeezed her chin. “Where is your brother, Shawna?”
“I don’t know.”
He stepped closer, let his fingers slide down her throat and over the material of her shirt against her breasts.
“You’re a very beautiful woman. Young, ripe for the taking, it would be a shame to have to hurt you to get the truth from you.”
He stared at her and she didn’t know what he wanted her to say. She didn’t know how to respond. Did she lie, did she tell him exactly how Keith had come to visit her?
“I don’t know.”
“Don’t lie to me.”
“I don’t know where he is.”
The backhand came across her face so fast she cried out and then he gripped her face firmly.
“Do not lie to me. You will only suffer more. There are ways to make you talk, to get the whole truth from you.”
“I don’t know where he is. I swear to you,” she said, her lips now bleeding and her cheek throbbing.
He ran his hand from her face to her shoulder. He squeezed it and then smiled softly at her.
“I believe you met Cuadrone, and also his partner Guazipan. Cuadrone has a special way of making women talk. You see, I don’t want to have him question you. I’d rather do it myself, but I’m on a tight schedule with time. Your brother visited you at your apartment three weeks ago. Where is he staying now?”
“I don’t know.”
He struck her again and she cried out and felt as if she’d sprained her neck from the hit.
“Please stop hitting me. I don’t know where Keith is.”
“I need to be sure.” The captain stepped away from her and Cuadrone took his place. He squatted down, got into a fighting stance, and struck her stomach and ribs repeatedly. Shawna cried out in pain, her stomach and ribs aching terribly until she threw up.
That got Cuadrone to stop using her stomach as a punching bag.
She was gagging and couldn’t catch her breath.
Someone yanked her head up by her hair.
“Oh God, please stop.”
It was Montoya. He wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and held her gaze.
“I believe you, Shawna. We sit and wait. He will come for you, and when he does, you both shall die together.” He jerked her head, releasing her hair and causing her head to snap back against her shoulders. She was shivering, felt the chills run through her blood and veins.
I’m going to die. They’re going to rape me and torture me. Where are you, Keith? Help me.
* * * *
“What did you find out about her?” Stitch asked Lee as Lee pulled up the files on the computer. Thanks to Tex and his ability to access motor vehicles and a search engine established for federal agents, they were able to locate Shawna.
“Tex is sending over a picture of her now and all her information,” Lee said.
Tiek walked closer as the screen downloaded and Shawna’s face filled the empty space.
Tiek whistled long and softly.
“She’s gorgeous,” Stitch whispered.
Lee swallowed hard. His phone rang. It was Tex, so he put him on speaker.
“Did you get everything?” he asked.
“Yes. I sent it to the printer. Stitch is getting the papers now,” Lee said as Stitch pulled the documents from the printer and looked them over.
“She’s only twenty-four years old.” He handed Lee some of the documents and the rest to Tiek.
“Yeah, I did a little digging, and it looks like she lives alone, works at a bar, and get this, some guy there, Mike, reported her missing yesterday. She never showed up for work. That was four days ago,” Tex told them.
“Fuck. Do you think she’s with Keith?” Lee asked.
“Don’t know, but I don’t like my gut feeling on this. What has Mercury come up with? Any chatter on the federal end?” Tex asked. Just then Mercury walked into the room.
“What’s going on?” he asked them as he entered carrying a package.
“We were finding out more about Keith’s sister. She was just reported