Afterwards he led the group into the cabin and proceeded to give directions to Lebron’s residence. That done, the man supplied Bette, Tim and Tasha with small listening devices, which they concealed in an inconspicuous way under their clothes. Marcus and Mark were to follow them towards the drug lord’s house and, while hidden not far away, listen through the bug voice transmitter to what was going on.

Now, all arranged and prepared the gang exited the cabin and headed to the cars.

”When you’re done, come back here straightaway, we have a long, risky trip across the board ahead of us,” Doyle said as he followed the group to the cars.

Tim and Tasha climbed into one of the cars with Tim behind the wheel, waiting for Bette, who was being held up by Marcus.

”I hate that I’m not the one who’s going there with you,” the man said quietly with his head hung low.

”I know, Mac. But Arnodelo is right. Lebron’s people might take you as a threat,” the brunette reasoned. ”You’re way too big and menacing,” she then teased, playfully patting her troubled friend’s shoulder.

”If something happens to you, I’ll fucking cut them all into pieces.”

”Easy there, Allenwood,” Bette said with a smirk. ”I know you’re in love with me and everything, but can you at least grow some balls instead of being such a frightened little pussy.”

Marcus rubbed his eyes, chuckling softly. ”Fuck you.”

”You wish,” Bette answered back playfully and got into the car to join Tim and Tasha.

It took them half an hour to arrive at Vicente Lebron’s luxurious villa. Marcus and Mark went into hiding to listen in on everything that was happening. When the electric gate opened, Tim steered the vehicle slowly down the front courtyard, driving around the fountain before finally coming to a halt near the main entrance stairway. People in black clothing and sunglasses were already waiting as they stood motionlessly and watched. All of them had shoulder holsters, from which different types of firearms were visible.

”Here we go,” Tim said in an undertone, turning off the engine.

The guards began approaching them. Bette opened the door and stepped out of the car. A man with an automatic machine gun hanging over his shoulder walked up to her immediately.