CHAPTER FOUR HUNDRED AND FORTY NINE – THE FEDERAL AGENT

"Absolutely not," he said, his voice tight with anger. "You can't ask Jasmine to do this. It's too dangerous." Agent Reeves turned her gaze to Marco. "Mr. Cesaro, I understand your concern. But your wife might be our best chance to bring Castillo down. To end his reign of terror over this community." Jasmine felt as if the room was spinning. She thought of all the times Castillo had made her uncomfortable, all the thinly veiled threats, the way he'd looked at her like she was something to be possessed. But she also thought of the Bistro, of the life she and Marco had built, of the family they were protecting. "What exactly would I have to do?" she heard herself asking, her voice sounding distant to her own ears. "Jasmine, no," Marco said, grabbing her hand. "You can't seriously be considering this." Agent Reeves leaned back, her expression softening slightly. "We would need you to get close to Castillo. Gain his trust. Gather information about his operations, his contacts, his shi