Chapter 132

“Yeah. I told them a dozen times it wasn’t you but—”

“And you thought they’d listen? Of course they weren’t going to. I was with you during the first botched mission to Mexico, but not the successful one, thanks to food poisoning.”

“Man, no one sane eats truck-stop sushi.”

Trees shrugged. “It looked good. I won’t make that mistake again. And I’m guessing the most incriminating part is that I was with One-Mile when he got taken in Mexico, and I couldn’t save him or call in the cavalry until it was too late?”

“You nailed it. And it turns out One-Mile emailed the schematic of Montilla’s estranged wife’s safe house in St. Louis to you—and no one else—to test you. So when our unfriendly neighborhood dr*g lord showed up…”

“Walker assumed I was the guilty one and blabbed to all the bosses.”

“Yeah. I told him it was possible your computer or our network had been hacked—”

Trees shook his head. “I would have known. Let me ask you something else: did W