Page 136 of Jagger's Remorse
She dials Eduardo. I hold her while she spins the story.
Pablo was a traitor. Working with Sombra to undermine Eduardo's operations. She discovered his betrayal and handled it.
"I have his body as proof," she says. "And documents showing his connections to our enemies."
"Bring me everything," Eduardo commands. "Come to Mexico. Tomorrow."
"I'm injured?—"
"Tomorrow,mija.Family business cannot wait. I will send a jet for you."
The line goes dead.
"This is it," she says quietly. "He's either going to name me his heir, or kill me for killing family."
"Then we run. Disappear. Fuck Eduardo and his games."
"No." She straightens, steel in her spine despite the blood. "We have to finish this. One way or another."
We load up the bodies that matter—Pablo and Mouse. The rest can rot.
Back at the compound, Doc patches us up while I break the news about Mouse.
"He died in the firefight," I tell church. "Fought bravely. Saved my life."
The lie tastes necessary. His family deserves peace, not shame.
"What about Tina?" Squirrel asks.
"Gone," Raven says flatly. "Packed up and ran last night."
"Let her run," I say. "She's got nothing now. No protection, no money. She'll either disappear or end up dead within a month."
"Three Devils?" Squirrel asks.
"Done. Rico's dead. What's left of them scattered like roaches."
"And Sombra?"
"Will think twice before moving on us again. We left a message written in blood."
"Good work." He lights a cigarette, studies me. "What about this trip to Mexico?"
"Eduardo wants to see Scarlett. Discuss family business."
"Could be a trap."
"Everything with Eduardo is a trap," Scarlett says from the doorway. She shouldn't be standing, but there she is. "The trick is knowing which ones to spring."
"You sure about this?" Squirrel asks her.
"No. But I'm going anyway." She meets his eyes. "If something happens to me, the club keeps its current arrangement with Sinaloa. That's my guarantee."
"And if something happens to him?" Squirrel nods at me.
"Then I burn Mexico to the ground," she says simply.
"Fair enough." Squirrel stands. "Church dismissed. Get some rest. You both look like shit."
