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.“We know that Alejandro Jimenez pulled the trigger while you and John Graves held down the agent.You will get prison time.”Perez smirked.“Give me my call.”“Did I mention the crack we found laying around the house you were in?” Landon managed to rein in his temper.“Found your stash with one hell of a lot of cash.” He gave Perez a look of disgust.“Think your cartel is going to stand by you when you lose close to a million dollars in cash and crack?”For the first time, Perez appeared unnerved.“Just get me my damn lawyer.”Landon shook his head.“Even if we didn’t have anything to hold you and cut you free, you’d probably be gunned down the moment you set foot outside this place.”Perez licked his lips.“If you give us everything we want on Diego and Alejandro Jimenez and help us put them away, we can put you under our protection and offer you a deal.” Landon eyed Perez squarely.“If you don’t, you know you’re as good as dead as far as the cartel is concerned.”Perez said nothing but Landon thought he saw a hint of fear before the cocky expression replaced it.“Go to hell, motherfucker.”“If Graves gives us what we need then our offer to you is off the table and you go to prison for a long time.And you’ll be a dead man as far as the cartel is concerned.” Landon gave the man another look before walking to where Dylan stood.He glanced over his shoulder at Perez who was glaring at them.Landon added loud enough for Perez to hear, “We’ll give Perez time to consider everything.”Dylan opened the door and they walked out of the room.“Let’s go see what Graves has to say.”When they reached the Douglas hospital, Landon and Dylan went to the information desk and were given the location and room number for Graves.As they walked through the hospital, flashbacks nearly caused Landon to stumble and halt.The smells and the very atmosphere of the place reminded him too much of Stacy and the night she’d died.He’d been carted away to the hospital.Stacy’s body had been taken to the hospital, too, for the official declaration of her death.For more than a year he’d told himself it should have been him that had died, not her.A thought occurred to him.Tori had changed that.Somehow after meeting her he didn’t have a death wish any longer.What the fuck was with him? He barely knew the woman.It didn’t take long for Dylan and Landon to reach the room where Graves was being held.Two agents were stationed on either side of the doorway.Landon spoke with the junior agents.“Has anyone outside of hospital staff stopped by?”The agent to the left of the doorway shook his head.“No one.”“Only nurses and a doctor have entered the room, all of whom had been cleared.” The other agent spoke up.“A nurse and the doctor are with Graves now.”The nurse opened the door and came out into the hallway.Landon introduced himself and Dylan to the nurse before asking about Graves’s condition.The woman, who looked to be in her late forties, held a chart to her chest.“The doctor is with him now.You can ask him when he comes out.”A moment later, a man in a white hospital coat and green scrubs stepped out of Graves’s room.“Dr.Harrison?” Landon asked.“Yes?” The doctor adjusted his stethoscope around his neck as he looked from Landon to Dylan.“How can I help you, gentlemen?”“I’m Special Agent Walker and this is Special Agent Curtis.” Landon inclined his head in the direction of Graves’s room.“How is the patient?”“Mr.Graves is in stable condition.” Dr.Harrison didn’t look as if he believed there was anything to be too concerned about.“The bullet went through his side cleanly and no organs were damaged.He’s been treated and should be discharged to DHS by tomorrow.”“Thank you, Doctor.” Landon nodded to Graves’s room.“We’d like to ask him a few questions.”Dr.Harrison gestured to the doorway.“Go right on in.”Landon and Dylan entered the room.One of John Graves’s wrists was cuffed to the bedrail
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