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Chapter 8

Meeting the man...

Steph POV:

I sat in front of international arms dealer Alejo Perez, with Carlos in the chair next to me. His hand was rested possessively on my thigh which was almost completely bare. This didn't escape Perez's notice.

"So, Mr. Gonzales you want to get into the arms dealing business?" Perez said. "If so why did you bring your woman with you."

Carlos chuckled softly letting his hand run up my thigh a little before skittering back down. "I wouldn't underestimate my fiancé, Mr. Pérez." He picked up my hand kissing the huge engagement ring it bore. "She's a woman, yes, but not like one you have ever met. She can take down a man three times her size, she can assemble an assault rifle with a blindfold on in a matter of seconds, not to mention she is business savvy." His voice was husky and dripping with a slight accent.

Carlos's hand drifted back down to my thigh. He wore a custom-tailored Armani suit with a red silk shirt, that had three buttons unbuttoned, revealing a delectable mocha latte colored chest. I was dressed in a black leather dress that left little to the imagination. Laces ran up both sides to get in and out of the dress, fitting like a glove. It hugged all my curves in all the right places. The black leather sleeves left my chest and shoulders uncovered. It stopped about three inches from the promised land so there definitely wasn't anything to imagine.

"What is your name Cara?" He asked me.

"Ari." I said in a low sensual purr.

"Ari?" Perez paused. "That means lion in Hebrew. Are you a lion Cara?"

I gave him a half smile. Carlos's hand paused on my leg before resuming the motion. He turned back to Carlos after a long look at me.

"She's a wildcat." Perez said. Carlos let a lazy grin fall across his lips.

"I won't deny it."

Perez paused looking over the both of us. "You have to do some thing before we can agree to work with you."

"What's that?" Carlos asked.

"You have to kill a cop." Perez said.

XXXXXX

A few days before...

Steph POV:

I wanted to bang my head against the table. Papers were strewn about. Rage sat across from me and he raised an eyebrow. "We've been here for a week. We haven't found shit since we started this. My ass is numb. I'm gonna bang my head on the table."

"I don't want you to damage that pretty little head of yours Babe." Carlos said from behind me. I hadn't seen him for more than a few minutes a day this past week. He got to do a lot of street work while Rage and I were stuck combing through all the paperwork.

I stood and Carlos pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around me. I stood on my toes and wrapped my arms around his neck. He lowered his lips to mine, claiming my lips in a hard passionate kiss. His tongue was exploring my mouth when someone cleared their throat. Carlos and I pulled back panting, resting our foreheads together.

On top of the fact that we had only seen each other for a few minutes here and there, we hadn't been together since that one night. To say my hormones were on fire and raging was an understatement. "Carlos." I moaned softly against his lips.

"Ranger, Bomber." Tank said. Both Carlos and I looked at him. "You two need to cool it. Ranger we need to get going."

I groaned and let my head fall forward into his chest. "I'll be there in a minute Tank."

Carlos rubbed his hand up and down my back. "I know Babe. I don't like this either." He said kissing my temple. "Tomorrow night, how about we go out on a date and then go back to the penthouse? I really need my woman."

"I really need my man." I said turning my face up to his. He kissed me again, this time slow and lingering.

"Dios Babe. What you do to me." He said against my lips.

"Ranger!" Tank yelled.

"I've got to go Babe. If I don't see you before then, I'll pick you up at six thirty tomorrow ." He said. He gave me another kiss before he was gone. I sighed.

"You gonna be okay?" Rage asked.

"Mmmh." I said.

He chuckled. "I think I found something. Alejo Perez is here in Jersey. Which means his men are here. He has had a few here for a few months. One of them was arrested. We're going to have to hit the streets to find out."

"Let's go, I'm dying being cooped up." I said. As we made our way to the door my name was called. Damnit I was hoping to be able to get out of here without having to deal with him.

"Agent Taylor." I said turning around. Reese Taylor was tall and attractive. He had a British accent, his hair was blond, eye hazel, and he stood at about six two.

"Where are you two going?"

"We might have found a lead. Nothing big we're going to check it out." I said.

"I'll ride along." He said. I almost groaned. It wasn't that he was a bad guy, but I really didn't care to deal with the guys from the agencies. Most of them didn't like me here because I was a woman, and I was the only one of the task force.

"Rage is driving."

"So where are we going?" Taylor asked.

"First the PD. We need to talk to a cop. One of the men has been arrested here in Trenton before, a few months ago on a drunk and disorderly. We're going to pick up the file and talk to the cop." I answered as I slid into the Passenger seat. Taylor slid into the back. Rage started the SUV and pulled out of the lot.

"Who is the cop we're going to see?" Taylor asked.

"Big Dog." I answered glancing at him in the rearview mirror.

"Big Dog?" He said looking and sounding confused. "What kind of name is that?"

"It's a nickname, he got it when he was in high school."

Taylor gave a nod. The trip was made in silence other than that. When we got to the PD the three of us got out. When we walked in, receiving went quiet. The cops standing around were watching the three of us wondering what we were doing here.

I walked up to the counter to look at the docket lieutenant. "I need to talk to Big Dog. Is he here?"

"Right here Steph." Big Dog said walking over. "How's it been? Haven't seen you in a couple weeks."

"I've been fine. Mind if we step into one of the offices to have this conversation?" I asked him. He nodded and motioned for us to follow him.

"Who's the suit?" He asked when we got in the room.

"Interpol Agent Reese Taylor." He said. "At your service."

They shook hands. "Interpol? What did you get involved in now Steph?"

"We're working on a case and someone you arrested a few months ago popped up. Alejandro Martinez, you picked him up on a drunk and disorderly."

"I remember him. What do you need from me?"

"The arrest report, and his file." I said. He nodded.

"Let me get you a copy. Wait here." Big Dog said. He left and Taylor raised an eyebrow.

"It's that easy?"

"With some of them. Others not so much." I shrugged. He nodded.

Big Dog was back within a few minutes and handed me a file. I flipped it open and looked through it and nodded. "Thank you."

"No problem, Steph." He said.

We walked out into receiving again. Low and behold Joe Morelli stood there waiting for us. "Cupcake." He said. "I would like a word."

"I don't want to see you, much less talk to you Morelli. You were told to stay away from me."

"You only want me to stay away because of these Rangemen thugs. Is this a new one?" He sneered at Taylor.

"No, I'm Interpol Agent Reese Taylor." Taylor said stepping forward to confront Morelli.

"Yeah right, like she's hanging out with a Interpol agent." He said chuckling and rolling his eyes. I was ready to go rhino on him. Rage grabbed my arm.

"She's working on the task force with Interpol, the FBI and British intelligence." Eddie said. Joe looked shocked.

"Why wasn't I informed of this task force?" He asked.

"Because you weren't asked to be on it." Carl said.

"Well who from the TPD is on it?" He sputtered.

"None of your business." Taylor said. "We really must be going. We've got matters to attend to that don't concern the local PD."

I had to laugh at that. Joe turned to glare at me. "I still want to talk to you." He growled approaching me.

"Take one more step and I'll take that as a hostile behavior Morelli. I'd hate to get my lawyer involved again." I said.

He glared at me as we walked out. "Someone you know I suppose?" Taylor said.

I sent him a look. "You could say that." I said.

XXXXXX

I rushed around to get ready for my date with Carlos. I pulled on a long black dress. It went right below the knee. It shimmered in the light and hugged every curve of my body. There was a deep V showing cleavage with no back. That meant no underwear or bra.

I had just put the finishing touches on my makeup when there was a knock at my bedroom door. I opened it to reveal Carlos, standing there holding a bouquet of flowers. His eyes darkened as they roamed over me.

He pulled me to him using his free hand and his lips descended on mine. "You look gorgeous Babe." He said pulling back slightly. I smiled up at him and kissed him softly on the lips.

"Let me grab my bag and we can go." I said.

I picked up my small clutch along with a small duffel bag. Carlos raised an eyebrow. "I'm assuming we're going back to the penthouse afterwards."

He gave me his wolf grin. "We are." He said. He took the bag from me and closed the door behind us. Tank stood downstairs. I stood on my toes and kissed his cheek.

"You coming home tonight?" He asked. I raised both eyebrows and he chuckled.

"Go." He said. I smiled at him.

Carlos put his hand on my bare back. We walked out of the door and he led me to the Turbo. He opened the door and I slid in. He leaned down to kiss me and buckle my seat belt.

"I've missed you Babe." He said, warming my heart.

"I've missed you to Carlos." I said my lips brushing against his.

"Of course you did. Have you seen me?" He asked. I burst out laughing. I had never heard Carlos joke. He kissed my temple smiling before walking around the Turbo.

He slid in and tossed my bag into the back seat. He drove into Hamilton Township, pulling into the lot of a very upscale Italian restaurant. He wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close as we walked in. We settled into our table and we were holding hands and sharing kisses over our wine and appetizers.

Carlos scanned the restaurant again from where we sat in the corner. I felt him tense next to me. "Alejo Pérez is here." Carlos said in my ear.

Alejo Perez was the gun runner we were after. "What're we going to do?"

"Improvise." He said. He popped the first couple of buttons on his dress shirt. "Go with it Babe." He tugged my hand and slid out of the booth pulling me with him.

"Mr. Perez." Carlos said as we approached. His security team tensed as we stepped closer.

"I don't believe a I know you." Perez said.

"You don't. Not yet at least."

"How can I help you Mr...?"

"Gonzales. Ricardo Gonzales. I was told you were the person to speak too about a certain business venture."

"What venture would that be Mr. Gonzales?" He asked as he set down his wine glass.

"Your import and export business." Carlos said.

"Maybe we should discuss this at a later date. When would you be available?" He asked.

"Whenever you would like to meet." Carlos responded. I felt his hand roam down to my ass and give it a squeeze.

"In a couple days." Perez said. "I will call you."

Carlos handed him a business card with the name Gonzales on it.

"By the way Mr. Gonzales where did you hear about me?"

"Miguel Rodriquez."

He nodded. I didn't quite now where this was going but I rolled with it.

"I'll contact you." He said.

We walked back to our table as the waiter came over. We ordered and he left as I turned to Carlos. "Did you plan this?" I snarled at him. "Did you know he would be here?"

"I knew he was in the area... I had heard a rumor that he enjoyed eating her but I didn't think he would be here."

"Carlos. who is Miguel Rodriquez?"

"He's a dead lieutenant of Perez's. He can't confirm if he knows me or not." He said.

"This isn't what I expected tonight." I said.

"Babe we need to stay in character while we're still here." He said softly. "I'm sorry. I really didn't think he would be here tonight Babe. I honestly had forgot about it Babe."

"Carlos." I said softly.

"I wouldn't ruin our date like that Babe. Trust me this isn't how I wanted to do this." He said nuzzling my neck.

"I know." I said. He kissed me softly.

"Let's enjoy dinner." He said.

We got off the elevator on seven, my shoes were in my hand and Carlos's arm around my waist. He let us in before he picked me up causing me to drop my shoes. I giggled as he leaned down to kiss me.

He carried me into the bedroom. He yanked the dress down causing it to come off my body. He growled and buried his head in my neck. "No bra Babe? I can handle that. No panties? Dios you're going to kill me."

He shrugged off his jacket as I started to unbutton his shirt. I pushed it off his shoulders revealing his smooth chest and rock hard eight pack. I kissed down his neck and between his pecks. I bit lightly at his nipple caused him to growl and buried his hands in my hair and pulled me up to his mouth.

I fumbled with his belt and pants. He kicked off his shoes and pushed down his pants. Carlos picked me up and tossed me onto the bed, before crawling onto the bed with me.

That's how I ended up here, sitting across from a gun runner who was asking Carlos and I to kill a cop. This time Carlos's hand didn't pause. He met Perez's eye.

"Do you have one in mind?"

"Detective Anthony Romano, of the Trenton police department."

"I've heard of him. What has he done to you?" Carlos asked.

"He slept with my fiancé." Perez said. "I haven't been able to get close enough to him. I was told that he was dating a woman but I've found nothing to confirm that. We have seen him with a number of women in the past couple months."

"When do you want it done by?" Carlos asked his voice calculated.

"You have a week." Perez said. Carlos stood offering me his hand.

"Nena," Perez said. "You aren't just his Fiancé."

I gave a secretive smile as Carlos wrapped his arm around me pulling me tight against my body. "Ari is versed in multiple fields... There are a few she specializes in."

"Will she be dealing with the issue?" Perez asked.

"That will depend on my wonderful Fiancé. If she decides she would like to."

"What would you like as proof?" I asked. I wrapped my arms around Carlos and laid my head against his chest.

He paused as he considered my question. "His heart." "Do you want him to suffer?" I asked. Carlos ran his hand along my side.

"Would love it in fact Ari." He said. I smiled and ran my hand along Carlos's chest.

"Mmm. I'll have fun with this Ric." I purred.

"We'll see you in a few days Mr. Pérez." Carlos's hand roamed down to my ass as we walked out. I could feel the men's eyes on me.

We slid into the Mercedes. Carlos took my hand as he pulled out of the lot. "You got that Taylor?" Carlos asked. His phone rang and he put it on speaker as I flicked off the microphone.

"We got it. We've got to talk to Anthony Romano."

"Bring him in tomorrow." Carlos said. "Steph and I are offline."

He hung up and grabbed the mic putting it in the glovebox. Carlos's hand roamed up the inside of my thigh. "What're you doing?" I asked him.

"Babe I just watched you act like a badass mercenary and help me get a drug runner convinced we would do anything for him, all while wearing a pair of FMP's and this thing we're calling a dress."

I widened my legs slightly and Carlos's hand roamed higher. "No panties Babe?" He asked flicking his finger against my clit. I moaned.

"You need to step on that gas Carlos. I want to ride you and I want room to do it." I purred I sat up and leaned over the console. I unbuckled his pants and pulled them down slightly. I pulled him out of his pants, already hard. I stroked my hand up and down. My thumb over the head and collected the precum.

I felt and heard the turbo speed up. "I'll be at Rangeman in five minutes Babe."

"Not enough time to play." I said giving him puppy eyes.

I saw his hands clench on the steering wheel. "You're going to be the death of me Babe."

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