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His chest rapidly rises and falls as a tide of sweat breaks across his forehead. “What do you need to know?”

“Where are the girls, James?” I step towards him, towering over this pathetic man.

“W-what girls?”

I raise my eyebrow, lowering the sharp edge to his throat. “Don’t play dumb. I know you’re an intelligent man. Tell me where you sent them. Once I have them back safely in my care, I’ll let you go.”

He swallows against the cold metal. “I-I haven’t touched them.”

I tilt my head. “What did you do with them, then?”

I take a breath to calm myself before I really stab him through the neck.

“I’m using them for cheap labor in my hotel.”

“How many? Where are they?” My jaw ticks.

“Just three. I’ve got them in a house just outside Vegas. I was told it wasn’t safe for them to start yet.”

“By who?” I press hard enough to break the skin. As blood trickles down his throat, it stains his pristine white collar.

His head quivers and he squeezes his eyes shut.

“James. Come on. It’s your life or theirs. Think about your wife, your kids.”It’s the one threat that will break any man.

His eyes fly open, full of fear. “George O’Reilly.”

Fucker.

“Anyone else?”

“Some Italian guy he works for. I only dealt with George. He wanted them out of the city. He knew I had properties. I normally deal with Ivan.”

“Volkov?”

He nods, and the smell of sweat and urine starts to seep from him. That explains the ties to Moscow that Zara found. I bet he’s been buying women from Mikhail’s father for a long time. I might not be able to kill James now, I will be coming back for this piece of shit at a later date.

“Address.”

He reels it off and I pull out my phone, texting it to Enzo, so he can orchestrate the operation with Mikhail and his men, who are on standby waiting.

“Once we have them, I’ll let you go.” I back away, tossing my weapon into the pile. I take a seat, leaving my phone face up on the table. Ilight a cigarette and wait, listening to the clock on the wall tick.

Forty minutes later, I have confirmation that Mikhail has all three girls.

“Looks like it’s your lucky day, Mr. Thompson.” I cut his ties, letting him stand. Before he can pass by me, I grab hold of his throat and forcefully slam him against the wall.

“Breathe a word, I’ll kill you. Buy more girls, I’ll kill you. I’ll have men watching your every move, tracking every fucking call you make. You can’t escape us. No matter where you are. Remember that.”

I drop him, and he lands on the floor in a heap, clutching onto his neck.

“I won’t,” he croaks out.

Just in time, Jax and Kai reappear with a grin, looking at James on the floor.

“Take him home,” I purposefully say as a reminder to James we know everything about him.

As I stride into the VIP area, I find Zara giggling away with Maddie sipping on champagne, while Keller and Grayson nurse their scotch.

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