| Author: | Lynda L. Lock | ISBN: | 9781775378808 |
| Publisher: | Lynda L. Lock | Publication: | April 5, 2019 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Lynda L. Lock |
| ISBN: | 9781775378808 |
| Publisher: | Lynda L. Lock |
| Publication: | April 5, 2019 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
Romance and revenge. Drug cartels and human trafficking. The adventure continues with Temptation Isla Book #4 of the Isla Mujeres Mystery series.
Rafael Fernandez leaned forward resting his elbows on the polished wood, tapping his finger-tips together.
“Take them all out! At the reception.” He said, sweeping his right hand in a side-ways motion as if he was knocking a pile of papers from his desk to the floor.
“As you wish, Don Rafael.” Alfonso Fuentes’ jaw muscle twitched with tension.
“You don’t agree?” Fernandez snarled.
Alfonso paused momentarily considering his next words. He had to get this exactly right or he would, at the very least, be demoted to the riskiest tasks or in the worse-case scenario killed for insubordination. Depending on Fernandez’s mood the flick of a finger or a chin pointed at a victim could quickly end that person’s life. At the moment there were just the two of them in the office but only a shout away were several younger enforcers, who were keen to remove the old dude thought to be blocking their upward advancement in the ranks. He knew. He had once been one of those hungry wolf-pups eager to remove the aging alpha male.
Romance and revenge. Drug cartels and human trafficking. The adventure continues with Temptation Isla Book #4 of the Isla Mujeres Mystery series.
Rafael Fernandez leaned forward resting his elbows on the polished wood, tapping his finger-tips together.
“Take them all out! At the reception.” He said, sweeping his right hand in a side-ways motion as if he was knocking a pile of papers from his desk to the floor.
“As you wish, Don Rafael.” Alfonso Fuentes’ jaw muscle twitched with tension.
“You don’t agree?” Fernandez snarled.
Alfonso paused momentarily considering his next words. He had to get this exactly right or he would, at the very least, be demoted to the riskiest tasks or in the worse-case scenario killed for insubordination. Depending on Fernandez’s mood the flick of a finger or a chin pointed at a victim could quickly end that person’s life. At the moment there were just the two of them in the office but only a shout away were several younger enforcers, who were keen to remove the old dude thought to be blocking their upward advancement in the ranks. He knew. He had once been one of those hungry wolf-pups eager to remove the aging alpha male.
