The Recovery Agent (Gabriella Rose, #1)

by Janet Evanovich

flashlights and torches. There was the sound of footsteps on the wood stairs. Red lights flashed in the kitchen window and there was the wop wop of a siren. Gabriela and Rafer went to the side door and looked out. Pepe was driving an EMT truck. “Get in,” he said. “Now, please!” Gabriela and Rafer climbed into the back. Caballo was already there, sitting on a jump seat. A body was on the stretcher, covered with a sheet. Gabriela and Rafer sat on the bench seat alongside the stretcher. “Who is this?” Gabriela asked, looking at the shrouded body. “Supay,” Caballo said. “Excuse me?” Caballo raised the sheet enough to show Gabriela the face. “It’s Supay. We took him.” Rafer gave a bark of laughter. “I love you guys.” “How did you get him into the truck?” Gabriela asked. “He must weigh a ton.” “He was not so heavy,” Caballo said. “He is clearly not solid gold. El Dragón made a cheapskate version, but even so there is some good gold on his outside.” “What are you going to do with him?” Gabriela asked. “Melt him down,” Caballo said. “Pepe has people who can do these things.”