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"Paulo Vetrov has been in touch with a cartel in Mexico."
"A cartel?" Lillian blinked.
"Like a Mexican drug cartel?"
"Holy shit," she whispered, her eyes widening. "That's bad."
"Yeah, it's bad."
"When? I mean, how long-?"
He knew what she couldn't seem to force out. How long did they have until all hell broke loose? If they were lucky, they had six weeks before Vetrov and Francisco started shipping the shit out by the boat load. Tristan wasn't counting on those six weeks though. The stakes were too high to take that kind of risk.
"Three weeks. Tops," he said.
Lillian paled visibly.
"We're going back to Teplo tomorrow night, sweetheart."
Lillian swallowed hard, her gaze skittering away from his.
He watched her for a long time, waiting for her to say something, but she didn't. She stared down at the table, her expression carefully blank as the little clock over the table ticked. The loud clicks were the only sound in the room. One minute dragged by and then two. Three. Four.
His heart threatened to explode while he waited for her to say something.
"Okay," she finally whispered, refusing to meet his gaze. Her hand shook when she reached for her fork. Halfway through cutting a piece of her toast, she dropped the pretense, letting the fork clatter to the table on a choked whimper.