Page 206 of Allegiance

She looked over fast.

The tension in Dakota’s body said it all. He wasn’t there to play when it came to her life.

That was sexy.

Jagger got pissy.

“And if anyone tries that shit, again, you all die,” he said. “Am I crystal fucking clear? I take a little vacation to Boston, and all of a sudden, you shitheads think that you can do stupid things in my absence. WRONG. Now, let’s handle this before I get shoot-y.”

There were murmurs as they began conferring with each other.

Honestly, he didn’t care.

As long as they got some resolution, they could talk amongst themselves. Maybe they could rub their single brain cells together, and come up with a clue.

Granted, he wasn’t betting on it.

“This is the last time,” he said. “You’ve had time. Where can I find Cruz Santiago? I hear he owns a few modeling agencies. If he’s not here, where is he hiding out? And don’t say with Chevy. That’s a given to get you shot in the head!”

A man said something from the floor.

“Yes? What?” Jagger asked, hoping for his sake he had something to add to the conversation.

He was getting irritated.

When the guy lifted his head, Jagger waited with his eyebrow raised for this little gem.

“He owns Models INC,” he said.

Before he could say anything else or ask him anything else, Zayn shot him.

Everyone jumped.

When Jagger looked over not sure what the man was thinking since there could have been more, the big Native shrugged.

“He did me dirty once on a job. I’ve been looking for that fucker for a while,” he said, shooting him again in the body. “You can’t trust a word he says.”

Then, he shot another guy.

And another.

Eve just laughed.

“Someone needs a psych eval,” she said, as Zayn tossed his hair over his shoulder when he was done.

“Nah, I just have a thing for sideburns,” he said. “They creep me out. Men need to manscape more.”

Maura tried not to laugh.

It was so difficult too. Zayn was a loose cannon, but he was amusing as hell when he was in the moment.

Jagger saw that this was going nowhere. Artemis’ big lead was running them out of time, and not getting them intel. This just might be a bust.

Maybe that was the point.

“Okay, so no one knows where I can find them?” he asked.

The waitress raised her hand.