Chapter 25 Snaring Beau
And to think she was cursing her gift a few years back. Now, she was thanking the man above.
She shouldn''t be this nervous, surely, Dominic had done dangerous things before. He was the mafia
king for God''s sake. Her stomach lurched at the thought.
"This algorithm is urate, right?" It was a good diversion as any. Dinara''s piqued curiosity made
Beau''s anxiety vanished. For a time.
"Yes. As you can see, I''ve
set up instructions and forms that take an input, A, and provide an output, B, that changes the data
involved if movements are detected. We got all 1 thousand square meters covered. I have also hacked
NASA''s satellite station. And look," She pointed out detailed surveince of the target area. Movements
of people inside the perimeter were seen milling about. Mostly men with guns. People inside their
homes visible through thermal scans.
Blue-violet eyes widened with excitement and awe. "You really are a genius, sis," Dinara uttered.
She shrugged her shoulders at thepliment. "It is a child''s y for me. I had this all figured out
since I was a teenager. I''m d it''s of use now."
"And we can use this anywhere in the world?"
"Yes. Anywhere in the world." The genius ountant murmured back absentmindedly, upied with
the gueris, Dominic''s enemies. Her number one priority was to keep him safe. It doesn''t matter if he
had done this several times. He had toe home with not so much as a scratch.
"By the way, Beau. Are you hungry? Maman said to make sure you eat anything you want." Her family
was really something. This unborn child will be smothered with love when hees out.
"Yeah. I want a blueberry cheesecake. I don''t want it baked. I hate the smell of the oven and order
everything on the Chinese menu." Beau answered softly. She really adored her sister-inw. And the
feeling was mutual.
Dinara nodded and left the library silently. Happy to please. She watched Dominic''s energetic sister go
then went back to work.
Beau''s eyes were glued to the screen. Any moment now, Dominic''s battle-ready men will have the area
surrounded,
On the ground, she saw movements inside the 10x10 bunker. Based on the thermal impression, it was
going downward. It was an underground tunnel. Shit! She doesn''t have to be a genius to know what
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was happening.
They were escaping. Someone must have tipped them off.
Dominic''s party was in motion yet a few minutes away. ETA should be 10 minutes and the enemies
would be long gone.
Dominic has to know. Opening their privatems...
"Detka,"
"They are escaping." She hissed. No time for niceties. "There''s an underground tunnel at a bunker
south of the property. And someone must have tipped him off. Be careful."
Dominic growled savagely and begun to give out orders to Alec. Breathe bated, she watched their
every movement on the screen.
SUVs were elerated and guns were being primed.
"We are almost at the property, Beau."
"Yes. I can see you. Take care. I will be your eyes and ears." Knowing what was about to happen made
her frustrated. She had never felt so inadequate.
What else could she do? It was a sure bet those people will have their escape covered to a tee.
Possibly even a ne waiting for them.
Triangtion analysis.
Yes! With her resources, she would be able to pinpoint their enemy''s destination. Eyes locked on the
screen, hands dancing on the keyboard, she began to type codes, rapidly essing the world''s
advanced GPS.
Perfectly arched brows scrunched in concentration, she was mentally tracing measurement of a series
territory, especially southeast of the area. Measuring the length of one side of each triangle and
deducing its angles and the length of the other two sides by observation from this baseline. And she hit
enter.
Beau was right there was a private ne waiting at a private tarmac.
A clear picture of where they were headed shown on the screen.
Stunned speechless. Her whole body stilled.
San Francisco, CA
The enemies had one goal.
"Dominic,e home now."
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Alec
Fuck! No one could be trusted outside their circle. Someone from the Mexican Cartel must be a rat.
How else could Antoine Lemonte know?
There was not much to do when they arrived at the scene. He volunteered to stay behind and sweep
the area. Prisoners were taken and interviewed. Mostly locals. And mostly afraid. Not much came out
of it. A fucking waste of time!
Dominic, the Mafia King was long gone. As soon as they realized the danger, he convinced his tzar to
go back to his fiancee right away.
From distance, Alec saw the leader of the cartel addressing his men. Good.
He would never be effective if his men can''t be trusted. The general knew for a fact he was right.
For some reason, Dominic and he actually trusted Rafael Montero. Even when they were young, the
man had guts and he was honorable. True to his word. But he had to clean up his ranks or he will be
dead before he reached thirty.
Alec''s eyes narrowed, the cartel''s second inmand was walking towards him. Now, that man can''t
be trusted. His deep brown eyes had a hard glint and it held too many secrets.
"Alec," he murmured in a greeting.
"Arturo," If he wanted something he would have to try harder. Alec decided - and as per Dominic''s
instructions- to tell them no more than what was necessary.
The tzar announced he was leaving and their n waspromised. That was it.
They were answerable to no one. Least of all to the man standing a few feet from Alec.
"Do you know who the rat might be?"
You
Face unreadable, Alec looked him directly in the eyes. "We will. Soon."
And left Arturo standing alone not giving him the chance to say anything more. Alec hated fools.