Sean shrugged. “If you know anything about me, you know I’m just the pilot.”
Dominick laughed. “Just the pilot. Is that like the Hollywood movie, the one where the guy is just the cook?”
“I don’t go to the movies much.”
“Is it true that you escaped under intense gunfire outside Santiago a few months ago?”
“They were bad shots.”
“I’m sure they were. But your plane was totaled, was it not?”
Sean didn’t like how Dominick knew these things about him. If he knew about Sean, he knew about Lucy.
A man in jeans, a polo shirt, and Nikes ran into the atrium. Dominick looked irritated.
“Dom, Jasmine is here.”
Dominick tensed. “At the house?”
“On her way. She landed thirty minutes ago with a fake passport. She has a girl and baby with her.”
Dominick spoke in rapid Spanish. He was not happy, but Sean’s Spanish wasn’t good enough to translate, especially not so fast. But Sean caught the end. “When will she arrive?”
“Ten minutes.”
“Is this Alberto’s kid?”
“I guess so. Jasmine hasn’t been chatty lately, she’s really pissed off.”
“Fuck.”
Dominick looked at Sean. He wished he could read the crime lord’s mind, but he couldn’t. He had no idea who Jasmine was, or why Dominick would be scared of her—which he clearly was.
“What do you want to do about her?” the guy asked. He was taller than Dominick but had the same basic facial structure—a brother? Very possible.
“Greet her at the gate. She likes you the best, Jose. Keep her away from Samuel. Oh—and tell your girlfriend to disappear for a while. Jasmine hates the Romeros.”
“Why?” Jose asked.
Dominick looked at Sean pointedly, then said, “No need to air family business in front of our guest.”
Jose was so young that for a minute Sean thought he might be Dominick’s son, but he didn’t call him Dad and was more likely the youngest brother.
“She’ll understand,” Jose said. “Where do you want me to put Jasmine?”
“She’ll want to see me first, but try and convince her to rest. I don’t need to have her interfering with tonight’s business arrangement.” He paused a moment, looked around the atrium, then said to Jose, “Tell Flora to prepare the Rose Suite.”
“And the girl and baby?”
“Alberto’s whore and kid, he can put them in his rooms.” Dominick swore again, profusely, then said, “Have Alberto go to the gate with you. I don’t want to see the girl. I told Jasmine not to bring her and her bastard here.”
“Alberto wanted her.”
“Alberto can’t fucking keep his dick in his pants, he wants every damn whore he sees.”
Dominick was deeply angry. In fact, Sean suspected that Dominick was doing his best to keep his temper in check. Just what Sean needed—an angry crime lord who might decide to keep the money and kill them all because he was pissed off at family drama.
“I’ll take care of it, Dom.” Jose left. Typical younger brother, wanting to keep his older brothers happy.
Sean could relate.
But now he had more information, which was always good. Jose was the brother Gabriella had seduced in order to get into the Flores operation. Jose actually seemed like a genuine guy—but he was still in a crime family, and one thing Sean knew better than anything, blood won.
“Once you have confirmation that the money is where I said it was, perhaps you can let Kane and I slip out,” Sean said. “We don’t need to interrupt whatever it is that’s going on here.”
“You have more family than Kane, do you not?”
Of course Dominick would know, so Sean nodded.
“Yes, your brother and sister in Europe. Interesting fellow, that Liam. And the other one, I don’t remember his name. He doesn’t come down here.”
Sean didn’t tell him.
“Family is complicated,” Dom said.
“But you love them anyway.”
Dominick relaxed, just a bit. “Yes. We understand each other. Which is why it’s difficult for me to simply let you and Kane slip out of here.”
“I’ve heard you are a man of your word. I wouldn’t have made this deal if I didn’t believe that.”
“I am, true, but Kane has been a thorn in the side of me and my allies for years. I’m sure you’re aware of that.”
“Like I said, I’m just the pilot.”
“We had a vote. It was split. As it generally is when it’s an even number of voters.”
“Yet you agreed to take my money.”
“Kane is no longer welcome south of the border.”
“He never was.”