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“You know I’m not taking that deal, Enzo.”

He sighs. “I know. We can at least counter it. We need that route into Vegas and Miki on our side.”

I cut him off. “And what do the Volkovs have to offer me? If we come into Vegas, not only will we be dealing with his MC problem, he wants cash and fucking guns? Shall I draw some blood and send that to him, too?”

“He needs weapons. His supply comes from Russia. Since the split, he’s had trouble getting them in.”

Swirling my empty cup on the table, I take a moment before I answer. “You trust him enough to keep to his word and look after the girls? How do I know he isn’t like his father?”

“I trust him. I’m working closely with him. Him and his brothers, they’re different. Savages, yes, just like you. Your values align here. Think of the long game. Having the Bratva on your side isn’t a bad thing.” He sounds sincere.

As I run my hand over my face, I can feel the tension in my muscles and the weight of exhaustion settling in. This is just another distraction on top of hunting down Romano.

“This could be what we need to draw out Romano, Frankie. Mikhail is flying in tomorrow; I can arrange another meet.”

Grayson’s number flashes on the screen, and I frown. It’s one am. He’s normally tucked up in bed with Maddie and their daughter, Hope.

“One second, Enzo. G is calling.”

I cut Enzo off and answer Grayson.

“Hey boss, we’ve got a couple of Romano’s men snooping around the safe house where the Russian girls are. Kai and Jax are bringing them in now. Get your ass over here.”

Jesus fucking Christ.

Rubbing my temples, I try to stop the throbbing now coming from my skull.

“Shit. Okay. I’ll be there in a minute.”

It’s starting to look like Enzo is right. To end this, we may well need the Russians on our side.

As I make my way to the front door, my eyes are drawn to the grand staircase. There’s no movement up there, so she still must be asleep. I’ll be back by the time the sun rises and then I have big plans with her.

No more fucking around.

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ZARA

As soon as the front door shuts, I sink down to the floor, my back pressed against the door. I can’t let my feelings for Frankie skew my thoughts.

If there are more women that my dad has trafficked in Vegas, I need to do the right thing. Which is everything I can to save them from him.

I truly believe Frankie will protect me, that he’s proven. Yet there is this nagging feeling in the back of my head that I can’t fully trust him. He’s cunning, ruthless. I could just be a pawn in this game to him.

Glancing at the suitcase I packed earlier, I remember my passport is inside.

There are a couple of the Vegas addresses I saw in the book that I memorized. I have to go and see this with my own eyes. Just sitting here, waiting for Frankie to make his next move, won't solve the problem. I need to stop my father.

I have to find out who I can really trust.

And there is only one way to do that.

It’s about time I put my detective skills to use. I’m sure I can figure this out before Frankie hunts me down.

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FRANKIE

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