Chapter 182: Damian

Friday. El Paso, Texas.

DAMIAN NARAUJO WATCHED THE black and white security feed. For a job he'd thrown together in a handful of hours, things were going better than he'd hoped.

He still had no idea how the man who'd woken him up got his number. All Damian really cared about was getting paid. Once the cash hit his account, there was no question about doing the job.

It wasn't the first time he'd crashed a plane.

"Does he know what he's doing?" Victoria leaned over his shoulder, her gaze narrowed.

Damian ran his hand up and down her forearm. "Relax."

"We shouldn't have taken this job," she whispered.

"It's easy money." He turned his head and kissed her elbow.

"What if the plane doesn't go down? What then?"

"It will work." He nodded at his laptop. A connection pop-up appeared, the little green bar sliding across the window. "See?"

"D, we have no back-up plan. Fuck. We're supposed to be lying low, not crashing a plane."

Damian wrapped his arm around Victoria's wais