A Scandalous Job

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

“Drug Lord?” I squeaked, my voice cracking.

Chance smirked. “Yes, I’ve been waiting a long time to meet up with this guy. He’s not an easy person to track down.”

“Well, I’d seriously hope not considering he’s a freaking drug dealer.”

Chance rolled his eyes. “I don’t like sarcasm.”

“Oh, I’m deeply sorry.”

He shot me a glare. “That wasn’t a joke, Piper.”

I flinched at his tone. “Sorry.” This time, my apology was genuine.

Chance nodded and came to sit down next to me. “His name is Miguel Gonzalez.”

It took me a second to realize Chance was talking about the drug lord.

“Where’s his…operation based out of?” I asked quietly.

“His main drug trafficking is all through Brazil. However, he conducts smaller deals in Argentina and Colombia.”

I nodded, my face grim. I’d never been a superstar at geography, but I knew where those countries where on the map.

“Where are you meeting him?”

Chance crossed his arms. “I think you meant to say ‘where are we meeting him’.”

I bit my lip. Chance continued anyway.

“Miguel arrived in Manhattan last night. He’s staying at a nearby hotel. We’ll meet in his room.”

My eyes widened. “What?”

Chance’s gaze narrowed. “You heard me.”

“But isn’t that dangerous? Shouldn’t we meet in a more…public place?”

Chance scoffed. “Everything about this job is dangerous, Piper. And besides, a guy like Miguel Gonzalez isn’t afraid to attack in a public place.”

I sighed, defeated. Chance was right. I already knew the repercussions and dangers of this job. And still, I’d agreed to it.

Granted, I wasn’t the toughest or most brave person out there, but I wasn’t one to back down.

So, head held high, I looked Chance in the eye and said, “Let’s do this then.”