**Marco POV

“Sh*t, Marco. At least take me out to dinner before you f*ck me over,” Agustin said.

I chuckled, a deep, grizzly laugh, back at him. He wasn’t wrong. This was going to be a sh*tfest. We had El Lobo to deal with first, then I had to figure out negotiating with Matias, and then I needed to get that Zuleta girl back. If I knew things were going to be this involved, I’d have turned the whole deal down.

“I need more,” I ...