Wolff leaned forward. Because, he said softly, I believe that Kozak set up that hit. Not because he knew about anything that Smirnoff had done, but because hes been planning on taking over. Perhaps for some time.
Smirnoff came in to us because he was afraidhed been the boss forever, but he knew how that could end if a power play went down. He was afraid. He wanted out. Kozak was the one who wanted Smirnoff out. And he figured out how to do itand make it look as if he was as pure as the driven snow in the whole thing himself. He was visible to dozens of people when Smirnoff was killed. He played his cards right. There were plenty of cops there today, in uniform. What better time to plan an execution, when he wouldnt look the least guilty? In this crime ring, he was definitely the next man upvice president, if you will.
The thing is, if Kozak figures out something is up, were all in grave danger, Jorge pointed out. Undercover may not work.
Jorge, undercover work is the only thing that might bring them down, Jasmine protested.
She was leaning against the archway between the living-dining area of the apartment and the kitchen. It was late; she was tired. But it had been the first chance for the three of them to talk.
After the chaos, everyone had been interviewed by the police. Starsthe glittering rich and famous and especially the almost-famoushad done endless interviews with the press, as well. Thankfully, there had been plenty of celebrities to garner attention. Jasmine, Jorge and Jacob Wolff had all managed to avoid being seen on television, but still, maintaining their cover had meant they were there for hours.
Shed been desperate to shower, and her blood-soaked gown had gone to the evidence locker.
In the end, theyd been seen leaving together, but that had been all right. Everyone knew that Jorge was Jasmines friendshed brought him into the show, after all.
And as for Jacob Wolff...
You shouldnt have made that show of going off with us in front of Victor Kozak, she said, glaring at Wolff. She realized her tone was harsh. Too harsh. But this was her apartmentor, at least, her cover personas apartmentand she felt like a cat on a hot tin roof while he relaxed comfortably on her rented couch.
She needed to take a deep breath; start over with the agent.
He didnt look her way, just shrugged. I told Ivan, the bartender, I wanted to get to know you. They believe Im an important player out of New York. Right now, theyre observing me. And they believe if they respect me, Ill respect them, play by their rules. Im supposed to be a money laundererIm not into many of their criminal activities, including prostitution or any form of modern slavery. My cover is that of an art dealer with dozens of foreign ties.
Before all this went down tonight, I was trying to befriend Ivan, who apparently manages the girls. Im trying to figure out how the women are entangled in their web. Apparently, they move slowly. Most probably, with drugs. Before all this went down tonight, Id asked about you, Jasmine, as if taking advantage of the friendship theyll offer me. He said you werent available yet, but that all good things come in time, or something to that effect. Hell think I took advantage of the situation insteadand that Im offering you all the comfort a man in my position can offer.
Really? Jasmine asked. But I was with Jorge.
Wolff finally looked at her, waving a hand in the air. Yes, and they all know you two are friends, and that its normal you would have left with Jorge. But Jorge is gay.
Thats what you told them? Jasmine asked.
I am gay, Jorge said, shrugging.
Jasmine turned to him. You are? You never told me.
You never asked. Hey, were great partners. I never asked who you were dating. Oh, wait, you never do seem to date.
Jasmine could have kicked him. Hey! she protested. Great. She felt like an idiot. She and Jorge were close, but...it was true. Theyd been working together for a while, they were friends. Just friends. And because of that, she hadnt thought to ask
It didnt matter. Theyd both tacitly known from the beginning as partners theyd never date each other, and neither had ever thought to ask the other about their love life.
She had to draw some dignity out of this situation.
At least we did the expected, she said. I guarantee we were watched. Oh, and by the way, Ivan Petrov controls the venue. But Natasha really runs the models. She gives the assignments, and shes the one who hands out the paychecks.
Wolff looked at her. Youre going to have to be very careful. From all that Ive been told, shes been with this enterprise from the beginning. She may be almost as powerful as Kozak himself. When Natasha got into it, she wasnt manipulated into sex work. She used sex as an investment. She came into it as a model, slept with whomever they wantedand worked her way up to Kozak.
I am careful, Jasmine told him. Im a good copdetermined, but not suicidal.
Im glad to hear it. So, this is all as good as it can be, Wolff said, shaking his head. What matters most here tonight is that weve lost Smirnoff, our informant. And weve still got to somehow get into this and take them all down. We have to take Kozak down, with all the budding lieutenants, too. My position with this group is pretty solidthe Bureau does an amazing job when it comes to inventing a history. But the fashion show is over. The opening is over. The club will be closed down for a few days.
Ill have an in, dont worry. The last words from Natasha this evening had to do with us all reporting in tomorrowfor one, to return the clothing. For another, to find out where we go from here. Jasmine hesitated.
They havent asked you to entertain anyone yet? Wolff asked.
New girls get a chance to believe theyre just models. After that, theyre asked to escort at certain times, and, of course, from there...
Well have this wrapped up before then, Jorge assured her.
And if not, youll just get the hell out of it, Wolff said.
You dont have to be protective. Ive been with the Special Investigations Division for three years now, and Ive dealt with some pretty heinous people, Jasmine told him.
Ive dealt with them, too, Wolff said quietly. And I spent this afternoon up in the Everglades, a plot of godforsaken swamp with a bunch of oil drums filled with bodies. And Ive been FBI for almost a decade. That didnt make today any better.
Im not saying anything makes it better. Im just saying I can take care of myself, Jasmine said.
She really hadnt meant to be argumentative. But she did know what she was doing, and throughout her career, shed learned it was usually the people who felt the need to emphasize their competency who were the ones who werent so sure of their competency after all. She was confident in her abilitiesor, at least she had thought she was.
With this Fed, she was becoming defensive. She hated the feeling.
Guys, guys! Time-out, Jorge said.
Wolff stood, apparently all but dismissing her. Im heading back to my place. Most days, Ill be hanging around a real art shop thats supposedly mine. Dolphin Galleries.
He handed Jorge a card, then turned to look at Jasmine. Feel free to watch out for me. In my mind, no one cop can beat everything out there. We all need people watching our backs. Im more than happy to know I have MDPD in deep with me.
His words didnt help in the least; Jasmine still felt like a chastised toddler. What made it worse was the fact he was right. They did need to look out for one another.
She wanted to apologize. They had met awkwardly. She wasnt brash, she wasnt an idiotshe was a team player. But despite his words, she had the sense that he was already doubting her.
Ill be hanging as close as I can, he said. The woman managing the shop, Katrina Partridge, is with us. If you need me and Im not there, just ask her. I trust her with my life.
He didnt look back. If he had done so, Jasmine was certain, it would have been to look at Jorge with pity for having been paired with her.
When Jacob was gone, she strode to the door and slid the bolts. She had three.
Jerk! she said. She turned back into the room and flounced down on the sofa.
Not really. Just bad circumstances, Jorge said, taking a seat beside her. I, uh, actually like the guy.
She looked at him. I dont dislike him. I dont really know him.
Could have fooled me.
She ignored that. Jorge, how did it happen? We were all there. The place was spilling over with cops. And someone shot and killed Smirnoffwith all of us thereand we dont know who or how.
They were counting on the place being filled with cops, Jasmine. Detectives will be on the case and our crime scene techs will find a trajectory for the bullet that killed him. We do our part, they do theirs. Thing is, whoever killed him, they were just the working part of the bigger machine. We have to get to the major playersKozak, whoever else. Not that the man or woman who was pulling the trigger shouldnt serve life, but...it wont matter.
No, it wont matter, she agreed. What they needed to do was find Mary. She nodded.
He took her hand and squeezed it. Youre just thrown. We werent expecting to take them all down tonight.
We werent expecting Smirnoff to get killed tonight. II didnt even know hed gone to the FBI!
I knew but couldnt tell you. And I didnt know that Smirnoff would be killed before I had a chance to loop you in. Im sorryI put you and Wolff both in a bad position. At least you didnt shoot each other. You know youre resenting him because he had you down.
He did not have me down.
Almost had you down.
I almost had him down.
Ouch. Take a breath, Jorge warned.
She did, and she shook her head. I worked with a Fed once.
And he was okay, right? Come on, were all going in the same direction.
He was great. Old dudekept telling me he had a granddaughter my age. Made me feel like I should have been in bed by ten, Jasmine said and smiled.
Jorge arched his brow at her.
Okay, okay, she said. I resent the fact he almost had me down. But really, I almost had him, too. She squeezed his hand in return. How come we never have discussed our love lives and this stranger knew more about you than I did?
Cause neither of us cares what our preferences are, and we work well togetherand we enjoy what were doing. And Wolff for sure had all of us checked out before agreeing to work with us. Hed need to know our backgrounds and that were clean cops. Also, youre a workaholic and even when were grabbing quick food or popping into a bookstore, were still working.
Not really, she told him. Honestly, not until this operation.
He nodded. Mary, he said softly.
Jorge, Im so afraid shes dead. She paused. Even more now. Do you have any details about the oil drums they found today? All Ive seen is what has been on the news. Captain Lorenzo was even with the cops doing the interviews at the show, but I didnt get to ask him anything. Obviously, I did my best to be a near hysterical model.
You were terrific.
She laughed. So were you. Jasmine tried to smile, but she was searching out his eyes.
Mary wasnt in one of the oil drums, he said.
Youre sure?
Positive. The bodies discovered were all men.
Oh, thank God. I mean... Im not glad that anyone was dead, but
Its all right, Jorge assured her. I understand. So, tomorrow will be tense. Im going to get out of here. Let you get some sleep. He started to rise, and then he didnt. Never mind.
Never mind?
Im going to stay here.
I dont need to be protected, she said. Bolts on the door, gun next to the bed.
You dont need to be protected? Jorge said. I do! Safety in numbers. Bolt the door and lets get some sleep.
She rose. Okay, I lied, and youre rightanyone can be taken by surprise. And I have been a jerk and I dont know why.
I do, Jorge said softly. You really shouldnt be working this case. You have a personal involvement. And in a way, so do I. Ive met Mary.
Jasmine nodded. I dont feel that Im really up to speed yet, despite what we learned from Wolff. Ill get you some pillows and bedding, she told him.
What time are we supposed to be where? he asked her as she laid out sheets on the sofa.
Ten oclock, back at the club.
Im willing to bet half of it will still be shut down.
We wont be going to the floor. Well be picking up our pay in the offices, using the VIP entrance on the side to the green room and staging areas.
You know that we can get in?
She nodded. I wound up with Natasha and the other girls in a little group when the police were herding people for interviews. Natasha asked the lead detectiveDetective Greenberg is in charge for the City of Miami Beachand he told her that theyd cordon off the club area until they finished with the investigation. Owners and operators were free to use the building where the police werent investigating.
Then go to bed. Well begin again in the morning.
Jorge was clearly thinking something but not saying it.
What? she pressed.
I didnt know until today that the FBI was in on this casethe briefing was why I arrived late. MDPD found the group operating the Gold Sun Club to be shady, as did the cops with the City of Miami Beach. But theres been no hard evidence against them and nothing that anyone could do. I know youve been talking to Captain Lorenzo about them for a while, but...we just found out today that Smirnoff was about to give evidence against the whole shebang. Im just
Just what?
He grimaced. I like the Feds. They have more resources than we do. They have more reach across state lines. Across international lines. And I dont know how long Ill get to be one of the modelsif the big show ended in disaster, I could be out fast. And then I wont be around to help you.
Im willing to bet the Deco Gang will keep planning. Kozak will say that all the people who had been hired for jobs at the club will still need work. Hell go forward in Smirnoffs nameSmirnoff would not want to have been frightened off Miami Beach. Well be in.
You will be. I may not. So, Im just glad that...well, that theres another law enforcement agent undercover on this case. Speaking of undercover... Jorge grabbed his blanket and turned around, smiling as he feigned sleep.