Chapter 25: Mark, Riley

"GOD DAMN IT." MARK hurled his phone out the window.

They couldn't get to her now.

If it weren't for that damn box or those men or the SUV or any number of things that were going wrong-this would be over with. Now, Erin Lopez and the rest were in custody. He wouldn't be able to get to them unless they were charged, and he doubted that. NexGen wanted her out of the way, somewhere she couldn't stir the pot, which meant she was bound for America.

"Sir?"

"What?" Mark whirled toward the man.

"No one has seen or heard from Thomas, so I checked with our local law enforcement contact, and it appears he was arrested at Erin Lopez's home."

Mark closed his eyes.

Another fucking thing going wrong.

Should he cut his losses?