Lloyd wasn't an idiot. Javion's warning hit him like a sledgehammer. With his current mess of a situation, he'd be lucky to keep his job—no chance he'd risk spilling secrets to anyone.
Javion locked his steely gaze on Mack. "As for this piece of trash—human trafficking, luring innocent women—let him rot behind bars for the rest of his miserable life."
Something in his gut screamed that Mack might be the key to finding Sadie. Better to keep the bastard breathing.
"Why not just put him down?" Alexander's voice was ice-cold as he studied Javion.
Javion shrugged. "Call it intuition. We might need this scum if we want to track down Sadie."
Alexander's jaw tightened. "But he's destroyed so many girls. Those girls have families, people who love them."
That's when it hit Mack like lightning—every piece clicked into place. He'd been connecting the dots, and Sadie matched Irina perfectly on every detail.
