Conner shrugged. “They’ll recognize your businessman as leopard. Santos is bound to have leopard for security. He’d be insane not to. As for me, there are three leopard tribes residing in the Panama-Colombia rain forest, but we don’t mix that much. The traitors would probably recognize my father’s name as he’s an elder in the village, but I use my mother’s name. Plus, few people know of me—I lived with my mother apart from our village.”
There was a collective gasp. Mates stayed together—always. Conner shot them a hard look. “I grew up despising my old man. I guess I turned out just like him.”
Conner felt the knots in his belly tighten. They were giving him no choice. He crossed to the window and stared out into the darkness. The noose had slipped over his neck and was slowly tightening, strangling him. If they wanted to get to the compound to rescue the children, he had to charm the socks off Imelda Cortez and get Marcos Suza Santos and his security detail invited to her fortress of a home. Maybe he’d entertained some romantic notion that he’d go back to Borneo and find Isabeau Chandler, and she’d forgive him and they would live happily ever after. There were no happily-ever-afters for men like him. He knew that. He just couldn’t accept that he had to let her go.
It was dead calm beneath the canopy, but in the utter darkness he could still make out the shapes of the leaves, feel the heat seeping into his pores, squeezing his heart like a vise. He was going to seduce another woman. Look at her. Touch her. Draw her to him. Betray Isabeau one more time. It was another sin among so many.
“Can you do it?” Rio asked, evidently following his train of thought.
Conner turned his head, a slow animal-like motion. His eyes held distance. Self-loathing. “I was born for the job.” He couldn’t quite cover the bitterness in his voice.
Rio inhaled sharply. He couldn’t imagine betraying Rachel. “One of the others can try it. You can teach them.”
Felipe and Leonardo looked at one another. How did one learn charisma? Conner had an animal quality about him that they all shared, but his was predominant, inherent, something he was born with and wore on the outside as well as the inside. He walked into a room and everyone was instantly aware of him. They didn’t try to hide Conner, rather used his presence to their advantage. He could look bored, amused and indifferent all at the same time.
For the first time Elijah stirred, drawing attention to himself. He had a past in the drug industry and knew most of those involved by reputation. He was also a very dangerous, charismatic man. “I might be able to help with this matter. I have a past. This woman, Imelda Cortez, she will recognize my name if I use it. Just my presence alone will cast a taint on Santos.” He cast a quick glance at Felipe and Leonardo. “I’m sorry, but you know it is the truth. She will have all of us checked out and my name is known to every law enforcement agency around the world. She might be interested enough to invite us because I’m there as well. I can try seduction.”
Rio studied him. Elijah was his brother-in-law. He had inherited the drug throne his father and uncle had created. When his father had tried to go legitimate, his uncle had killed him and taken Elijah and Rachel in, raising them under his rule. Life and death was all Elijah had ever known. He wasn’t ready yet for such a key position on a mission. There was no doubt his looks and magnetism would draw Imelda to him, but he didn’t have the charm yet that Conner possessed. The four scars from a leopard’s claw on the side of Conner’s face only added to his mystique.
Rio let himself look at Conner. He’d been the one who’d selected Conner to seduce Isabeau Chandler. And in the end, Rio had been the one to kill her father. Conner had tried to save him, but Chandler had pulled a gun and tried to protect the leader of a terrorist camp. He’d given Rio no choice. Conner was in the line of fire, trying to talk the man down, but the doctor refused to take the out. Rio had pulled the trigger and saved Conner’s life, but there’d been no way to save his soul.
Isabeau had been so shocked. Rio would never forget the look on her face when she realized Conner had used her to gain entrance to the camp. He cringed every time he thought of it and now he was asking Conner to do the same thing again to another woman. Imelda was no innocent like Isabeau, but it was still a lousy job anyway he looked at it.
Conner shrugged. “I appreciate the offer, Elijah, but there’s no use in both of us losing out. You still have a chance. I lost mine a long time ago. You can’t go to your mate with dirt all over you. It just doesn’t work out.”
“I’m pretty covered in it already,” Elijah pointed out. “I’ve done things I’m not proud of.”
“All of us have,” Conner said, “but that’s not what I’m trying to tell you. This is a different situation, and Imelda Cortez is the scum of the earth, but if you seduce her and sleep with her, when you do find your mate, you won’t be able to look her in the eye.”
Rio opened his mouth, but there was nothing to say. He could never have gone back to face Rachel with that kind of sin coating his soul black, yet he was asking Conner to once again bear that responsibility. What he was asking was wrong, but there was no way into the Cortez fortress without an invitation.
“You’ve been there once,” Elijah pointed out. “It isn’t fair to have you put in that position again.”
“I know who my mate is,” Conner said. “Isabeau Chandler belongs to me. I won’t have a second chance with her, not after what I did. I would never take another woman and ruin her chances at her own happiness. I know all too well how that turns out.” His voice had gone bitter and he made an effort to change his tone, shrugging casually. “I have nothing to lose, Elijah, and you have everything to lose. I’ll do this one last time and then if you still want the job and it needs doing, you can make up your mind then.”
“If you’re sure.”
“It’s my mess. The man my father accuses of killing my mother is working for Imelda Cortez. His name, along with his partner’s, is on that hit list. I’m going after both of them. Imelda wouldn’t tell anyone about the leopard people. She’d use the information to her advantage, so right now we’ve got the opportunity to contain this.”
Rio nodded. “She’ll be looking for more leopard recruits.”
“She won’t find them in our village,” Conner assured. “Raul moved the village deeper into the forest and the two rogues, Martin Suma and Ottila Zorba, are the other two names on the hit list. I recognize the name Suma from my village, but don’t remember him. He didn’t live with us. His parents took him out of the rain forest. He must have returned after I left. Even though Suma killed my mother, he wouldn’t have a way of putting us together. Zorba isn’t one of ours.”
“Eventually,” Rio said, “Imelda will send them to the leopard village to recruit for her if they don’t find recruits elsewhere. She’s got money. Most of those living within the forest don’t give a damn, but some of the younger ones will want the adventure.”
“If I don’t get them first, the elders will have them quietly killed before they ever have the chance to speak to the young ones.” Conner looked around at the team. “If you’re all certain it’s a go, then let’s get it done. Do we know what the children look like? How many females? How many males? And be prepared. Imelda likes to use children to guard her compound. She often takes young ones, and puts guns in their hands as her first line of defense. She knows it’s difficult for government officials to kill the children.”
“You think she’ll have children guarding the hostages?” Felipe asked.
“I’m just saying we could run into them and we have to be prepared, that’s all.”
Rio handed Conner a bottle of water and tapped the tabletop with his finger, a slight frown on his face. “Elijah, is it known that most of your operations are now legitimate?”
Elijah shook his head. “No. When my uncle was killed, it was assumed I had him killed to take over the entire operation for myself. I’ve been slowly selling off everything I can that was tainted. I did get out of the drug and gun business. We were never into human trafficking. There are rumors, but I’m considered ruthless.”
“Then rather than change your name and pass you off as security, let’s use your reputation. You’ll have to be there as a friend of Santos,” Rio said. “That will only make her more inclined to think Santos is a big fish.”
“That leaves three of us for security detail,” Conner said. “Will a man like Santos have more?”