Bluegrass Undercover (Bluegrass Brothers)

plants, not even fake ones, and no personal items except for a pair of sneakers in case she needed to run after a kid someday.
    She sat down on her cheap desk chair and picked up the phone to call Special Agent Romero. As she was patched through, she picked up the files of the students Cade had told her about. First up was the quarterback, Austin Colby. He was best friends with Bonner and the most likely to give her information.
    “Romero,” she heard her boss snap as he picked up.
    “It’s Blake.”
    “What do you have for me?”
    “Last night the head football coach was snatched from the parking lot by a team of idiots.” A little laugh escaped as she remembered Cade retelling the story.
    “You’re laughing? Is he hurt?”
    “No, far from it. He went along with it to get us information.”
    “He knows about the investigation? How in the hell does he know about an undercover investigation?”
    “Ah. About that. You have your database up?”
    “Yes. But I don’t see how that has anything to do with how a high school football coach could discover our investigation. Are you sure he isn’t the boss?”
    “Yes. I have searched his desk at school and his whole house. Type in the name Cade Davies. You have a higher clearance level than I do . Maybe you can learn more than I could.” She heard Romero type in the name and waited while he was silent.
    “Jesus Christ. A Distinguished Service Cross? Is he for real?”
    “Sure is. He also hacked the DEA database and discovered my identity and more within the first week I was here.”
    “Then I guess I don’t need to be worried about him being involved. He’ll make one hell of a witness if it ever goes to trial. So, what did he find out?”
    “He was taken to see Trevor Gaylen at the Lexington Iron Club and Spa. He thinks Trevor is hired upper management from Scotland. Trevor gave him a choice. No more S2 testing, turn a blind eye to any locker room dealing, and get his top players into the Keeneston Iron Club and Spa for personal training with Devon Ross. If he chooses to do this, he gets a championship team. If not, then his dog and the women in his life, including his mother and sister, are killed.”
    “Okay. What else is there?” Romero asked.
    “I have a plan. Cade gave me a list of kids who were close to the guys that tested positive for S2. I want to call them in for counseling on handling the pressure of sports and classes and bring in drugs and peer pressure.”
    “Tell Coach to accept the deal this Gaylen guy is offering. Tell him to pretend to turn a blind eye but document everything. I want intel that will lead us to the boss. Also, have him keep an eye out, and if anything gets too serious, and it looks like the kids are in danger, we’ll put a stop to it. We don’t want anything to happen to these kids. I want you all to watch, listen, learn. Talk to the kids, but don’t talk to them about S2 specifically. Get to be their friend or at least not the teacher everyone hates. I want to learn the major players in the drug trade. I want to know the dealers, the supplier, middle management, upper management, and the boss. I want all that information and all that evidence before we take down the ring. Because when we take it down, I want everyone in jail. I don’t want anyone left to try to take over the business and continue to endanger these kids.”
    “Yes, sir.”
    “How is the boy doing with the heart problem?”
    “Better. He still isn’t back at school yet and may not be able to for a while.”
    “Okay. I will send someone from the office to the rehabilitation center to talk to him. I will let you know what we get from him. You’re doing well Blake. Call in next week at the scheduled time.”
    “Yes, sir. Good-bye.”
    Annie hung up the phone and put her feet up on the desk. Crap. She had really wanted to act more aggressively, and she had a feeling Cade would not be happy with doing nothing to protect his kids. She picked up the files on her desk and started reading them. She wanted to know all about these boys before she began calling them in to talk to them.
    Annie put the file she was reading down and looked at her silver watch. It was past six o’clock. She had probably missed football practice, and there was a good chance Cade was already gone for the day. She stuffed some more files into her bag and ran out the door. She raced across the parking lot and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Cade’s SUV was still