Valdez shrugged. “She was gone when we arrived. I don’t know where. Maybe she escaped herself before we got to the hacienda.”
I stepped forward and got right in this fucker’s face. I saw his men move. Mine moved faster, their guns drawn and fucking braced. “If I find out you killed her, if you touched one fucking hair on her head, I’ll kill you myself.” Ky spat out my threat to Valdez.
Fucker didn’t react. “I believe you, Mr. Nash. But we made a deal and I saw it through. I never killed the girl.” He shrugged. “Who is she without her father anyway? She’s of no consequence to me now.” Valdez nodded to one of his men, who moved to the car and opened the door, then looked to me. “I hope we can work together again in the future, Mr. Nash. We will take care of Diego Medina as agreed. We will make contact with you when it’s done.”
Valdez got in the car and drove the fuck away. As he disappeared from sight, Ky got in my face. “You need to tell me now why the fuck you suddenly give a shit about Tanner’s bitch this much. And don’t fucking lie to me.”
I could see my brothers watching, waiting for an explanation. The Diablos were too. Chavez was close by. Where the fuck was she? And how the fuck did we even find her now?
“Styx!” Ky hissed. “Fucking tell me!”
Raising my hands, I signed, “She’s my sister. She’s my fucking sister.” Ky’s face paled, and his mouth dropped open. I nudged my head in Chavez’s direction. “And she’s his sister too.”
“What?” Chavez asked, and came walking over. “What did you say?”
Ky’s confusion suddenly cleared. “Fuck . . . your mama and Sanchez had a kid?” I jerked my head “yes.” “Adelita?” He shook his head.
“How the fuck did Adelita end up with Quintana? What the fuck, Styx?”
Chavez was stock still.
I didn’t have time for this shit. “Keep watch for any other Nazis. We’re going to get Tanner and the others,” I signed to Chavez, who still hadn’t moved. Ky told them what I’d said, then followed me to a truck that Crow had gotten ready for us. I nodded at Crow and got in the driver’s side.
Turning the engine on, I hightailed it to this fucking safe house. It was about time these Nazi fuckers died. Then we could search for Adelita.
We’d hunt for my fucking little sister.
Chapter Fifteen
Adelita
My head hurt as I opened my eyes. My heart raced as a dark room came into view. Voices murmured in scratchy tones, like they were off in the distance . . . no, they were coming from a radio. I blinked when I saw a dim light to my right. I didn’t recognize where I was.
Then my throat clogged with a mix of happiness and relief when I saw who was sitting under the light. “Luis . . .” I whispered. Luis lifted his head from the radio speakers. His hand was playing with the controls.
Luis came over and sat beside me. “Lita . . .” he said, and smiled. Taking hold of my hand, he gave me a glass of water. I took a sip and winced at the simple act of swallowing. Diego . . . the beatings he had given me . . .
I ached all over. I was so tired . . .
“Sleep, Adelita. You’re safe now. It’s all over. You’re free.” I didn’t know what Luis meant. I watched him go back to the radio and turn the knobs. Men’s voices came through the speakers, and I realized he was listening to conversations. We weren’t in his chapel, either. He must have seen my confusion. “Working for your father taught me many things over the years, Lita. I learned quickly how to be sure we were safe. Wiretapping. Secret hideouts.” His smile fell. “Valdez has taken the house. The factories. I took you before they could get to you.” My heart fell, and a surge of panic seized my body. “I heard the plans from Valdez’s men through this. I arrived at your home just before they did. In the commotion of the takeover, I got into your rooms and took you away.” He smiled. “There were a couple of tunnels they didn’t close. Diego never knew about them.” A tear slipped from my eye. Luis came over and wiped it away. “The Hangmen are here,