Morgan POV

My phone rang, and I looked at the two ladies who were sleeping.

"We've gotten her," Alonso said.

"Where are you?" I asked.

"The house," he said.

I smiled with everything I had and told them to go on.

"She should be fed well before her veil is taken off," I said.

"And what if she isn't Tricia?" Alonso asked.

"Then you will send her away," I said. "Only use your gun to scare them when necessary."

"Alright, Morgan," he said.

I smiled, thinking about Tricia, but my ...