Caribbean Rescue (Coastal Fury Book 16) by Matt Lincoln (i can read books txt) 📕

of those girls do! She had no right doing anything without my permission!”

“Yeah, I don’t think so,” I replied. Olivia’s eyes were burning with untempered hatred, and as repulsed as the guy made me as well, I needed to keep this interrogation on track. “Unfortunately for you, she managed to make it all the way to Miami. That’s why we’re here, and that’s how we know about everything you and your little group have been up to.”

I deliberately decided to leave out the fact that she had ultimately died. There was no reason to give this jerk the satisfaction.

“She made it?” he gaped at me, his face draining of color. “She actually survived?”

“Eddy’s been reunited with his grandmother.” I dodged his last question. “He’s safe and sound, far away from your reach. So why don’t you start telling us what we want to know?”

“Why should I?” he scoffed in a show of indifference. I could hear the tremor in his voice, though, and I knew that his nerves were starting to wear thin.

“Maybe because we know what you did to the owner of the bar,” Olivia bluffed.

Robert’s eyes went wide at her words, and his mouth clamped shut with an audible click.

“A murder charge on top of everything we already have on you?” she continued. “That’s a pretty rough situation to be in. Of course, the FBI has pull all over the world. Maybe, if you cooperate with us, I can see about putting in a good word for you.”

He narrowed his eyes at her as though he was trying to gauge just from her face whether she was lying, which I was almost certain she was. While it was true that the FBI had the power to cut deals, I seriously doubted that Olivia would extend such an offer to a man as despicable as him. There was no reason for him to know that, though.

“Fine,” he finally spat after a moment of consideration. “What do you want to know?”

“First off,” I started, “what do you know about your boss, Samuel?”

“What do you mean, ‘what do I know?’” He scowled at me. “I know he runs things. I know that I do what he says, and I get paid to do it.”

“Do you know the address of the house he lives in?” I asked.

“The one in Cockburn?” he asked. “Yeah, I know it.”

“Good,” I replied as I pulled my phone out of my pocket. “What about the house that all the women are kept in? Do you know where that is?”

“Yeah, I do,” he grumbled.

“Great,” I replied as calmly as I could, though inside, I was thrilled. “We’re going to need both of those.”

I listened as he rattled off the addresses, recording them in my own phone as he did.

“I’ll let the captain know as soon as we’re done,” Crowley said to me. “We can run a search and make sure he isn’t lying to us.”

“Why would I lie?” he scoffed, sounding almost indignant at the accusation.

“Why would a human trafficker who isn’t afraid to shoot at a federal agent lie?” Olivia deadpanned mockingly. “Gee, I can’t imagine why.”

He bared his teeth at her in a snarl. A vein throbbed in his neck, and I could tell that he was itching to snap at her. It was probably driving him insane to be spoken to like that by a woman.

“One last thing,” I said as I slipped my phone back into my pocket. “I’m going to need you to tell me everything you know about the Oasis Lounge. How many men are there currently, how many women, and what is the security like?”

“And don’t get any funny ideas about pulling anything,” Crowley threatened. “Give us false information, and I’ll personally make sure you regret it. I don’t care what kind of deal the FBI wants to give you.”

He was absolutely seething, and for a moment, Roberts seemed to shrink away from Crowley’s tall, hulking form.

“Okay,” he grumbled. “I’ll tell you everything.”

I listened intently as he gave me all the information I wanted to know. As he did, I began to formulate a plan in my head. It would still be risky attempting to free all those women, but at least now we knew what we would be up against. I was going to make sure we succeeded and rescued all the victims trapped inside of that bar.

26

Ethan

We sprang into action as soon as the interrogation was finished. The first thing we needed to do was to build a team big enough to handle such a big rescue mission.

“Agents,” Captain Morris had said once we were all back in his office, “this is Officer Emerson Davis, Officer Gloria Thompson, Officer Mike Grayson, and Officer William Hanks. They’ll be accompanying you on your mission today.”

“Good to meet you,” I replied as I reached forward to shake each of their hands. Since the mission involved several victims, we needed to ensure we had enough manpower to get them all out safely.

“We’re happy to help,” Officer Grayson replied. “It’s hard to believe something like this is even happening. These kinds of things just don’t happen here, you know?”

No one ever thought that awful things could happen in their calm, peaceful town until they did. Nevertheless, it was comforting to know how determined these officers were to help us put a stop to this.

We spent the next hour or so going over the details of what we’d learned from the interview. Then, all we could do was wait until the appointed time.

It was now only ten minutes until noon, and we were about to put our plan into action. Antonio had confirmed what Daniela had told us about the traffickers still being asleep at this hour. According to him, the bar stayed open until about five in the morning, and there were rooms on the second floor of the Oasis Lounge, just like in the other bar in Kew Town. Aside from one or two men to keep watch, everyone would still