Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
“So, whoever hired them to kill Paolo will think that the chicks came close to attacking Paolo, but didn’t complete the job?”
“Correct. And all will know that Paolo is in critical condition in the hospital.”
“Yeah, but anyone who truly knows me, would know that I would not leave Paolo like that.”
“I hope the enemy does not know.”
“Either way, that is one possible trap to get the person. Or the person has spies in the meeting and know that Paolo is truly with us in New Orleans.”
“Which is why the next plan would be. . .letting Yulia go, and our personally monitoring her every step.”
“Let Yulia go?” I stiffened. “Tell me more.”
“Whether this person believes the story or not, they will know that Yulia is back at her house, and the person would have tons of questions.”
“He would grab her again.”
“And we will be following.” Blue stopped us at the cell’s entrance. “I know this is risky because it is our top suspect at this point to get. . .Paolo’s monster.”
“Facts. Yulia is our best bet to getting to this motherfucker.” I dug my hands into my pockets. “If you three lose Yulia, it will be a problem on my side. And that’s just me. I don’t know what Kaz would do.”
“David, Giorgio, and I plan to watch her from different angles. We will have five people with each of us that we trust, helping out with a full twenty-four hour watch of her day to day, until she gets grabbed.”
“Will you have Misha on this?”
Blue widened her eyes. “We have a problem with involving Misha’s people.”
“What problem?”
“All four suspects are from wealthy families in Saint Petersburg. My further research discovered that Misha had problems with these same families last year.”
“What the fuck? Do you know more?”
“I don’t, but Giorgio gave the information to Louis.”
“And?”
“Louis snuck a quick look into Misha’s people.”
I tensed.
Hopefully, he never finds out about that.
Misha’s temper wasn’t as bad as Kazimir’s but I heard he didn’t play. There would be no way that Misha would be cool with the French peering into his people.
Blue’s expression went neutral. “Louis found that some of these families have spies in Misha’s monitoring network.”
“So some of Misha’s hackers have been working for the families?”
“Yes. Therefore, David wants to proceed with caution, find out the exact names, and then tell Misha.”
I considered everything. There were tons of pieces laid out on the floor, but the puzzle was a long way from being complete.
Blue continued, “I also want Misha’s people to be on minimal monitoring for your trip in New Orleans, until we have more information.”
“Misha’s eyes keep us safe.”
“We want to switch to Louis’s people.”
“Kaz might not go for it.”
“David said he will put his foot down.”
“I believe that. I just don’t want David’s foot to get chopped off.” I opened the door and went into stairwell leading to the cells.
It was dark and steep.
I held onto the railing tightly. My eyes slowly adjusted to the light. “What about the political angle Kaz was hinting at with the women’s background being clean?”
The sound of Blue’s footsteps echoed off the walls. “Those four families have heavy connections in the government. The political connection could be true.”
My gut twisted.
Kaz and President Smirnov had a tumultuous relationship. In fact, Kaz had planned on assassinating the president and replacing him with a political rebel leader that the Brotherhood liked.
Meanwhile, I thought the very conversation of killing a country’s leader was so out of my paygrade. Always my anxiety surged at the very thought.
Blue spoke, “However, I think whoever is going after Paolo is doing this because it is personal.”
“You’re not buying the whole traitor’s son part?”
“No. This isn’t Brotherhood ideals.”
“Are you sure about that?”
“According to almost everyone, the Brotherhood is making more money than they ever have since Kazimir took the lead. Territories have greatly expanded. We have strong alliances. Lots of money all around which has meant less violence and more parties. Honestly, many of our people are getting fat and lazy.” Blue shrugged. “The Brotherhood is happy. No one going to harass the Lion’s fiancée about Pavel’s son, unless—”
“They want to bother me.”
Blue frowned. “I think the person hates you and wants you to lose everything you have.”
“So, with those four families, try to figure out what connection I would have to them or their friends?”
“That is the plan.”
“Good.”
We reached the landing at the bottom of the stairs.
Rock music echoed off the corridor walls. Russian lyrics rode the grinding guitar riffs.
What is going on?
I gazed off at the end of the hallway to my cell where the music must have been coming from.
Suddenly, Paolo peeked his head out the cell, shrieked, and disappeared. “Mysh come!”
I widened my eyes.
Kaz’s voice sounded next. “Good. Go get Emily and bring her in here.”
Aww. What did Kaz do?
The rock music shut off.