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We’re standing in Ronald’s closet, where a good portion of the hangers are empty, and drawers are left open with clothes thrown around messily inside.
“Fuck! We need to call Cage and have him do his spy shit,” I growl.
Cage Black is some kind of underground, super spy assassin who does freelance jobs. I’ve never met a man smarter or sneakier than Cage, and he has a whole team of men just like him. They make us look like fucking saints. Always good to have an alliance with a guy like Cage.
Kieran scowls. “Let’s go pay Bradley a visit and see whether he knows where Ronald might have gone. Cage can meet us at the warehouse.”
I glance at Andrei. “Are you still in contact with the girl who got free? Is she here in the States?”
Andrei nods. “She’s afraid to return to Russia. She said there are people everywhere going after young women and girls. I have her in a safe-house for now.”
“Would she talk to us?” I ask.
Nikolai, Andrei’s underboss, shrugs. “She only speaks Russian, but we can interpret. She’s scared, though. She’s only sixteen. I’m working on getting her family over here to be with her.”
“Let’s go deal with Bradley first, and meet with Cage, then we’ll talk to the girl,” Kieran says.
As we walk through Ronald’s house, I take every photograph of my girl I come across. I doubt that the fucker ever looked at them. They were probably set out by her mother when she was alive. Either way, I’m leaving no trace of my baby in this place. The bastard will never lay eyes on Chloe again. Not even in a picture frame.
On the way to the warehouse, I check the home cameras and smile as I watch my sweet girl talking animatedly to Cali and Scarlet. She fits right in with them. Not that I had any worries about that. Slowly, I reach into my pocket and pull out her panties. Keeping them bunched in my fist, I bring them up to my nose and inhale. Like an addict getting their fix, I relax. I close my mind and take in the mix of her arousal and the spritz of her perfume I sprayed onto them before I left the house.
“Jesus Christ, Bash. Can you be any more fucking obvious about sniffing your woman’s panties?” Ronan asks.
He shakes his head in disbelief, but the corners of his lips are tipped up slightly. I know my brother, and when he finds his girl, he’ll be even worse than me.
“Don’t be jealous you don’t have any panties to sniff,” I snap.
Kieran turns around in the front passenger seat. “Are you seriously fucking sniffing my sister’s underwear? With me right here in the car? You sick fuck.”
I shrug and take another whiff before shoving the black silk into my pocket. “What did Paisley smell like last night?”
“Like pineapple and sugar and… You know what, fuck off,” Kieran says, flipping me off.
Ronan and I chuckle. I knew Paisley had gotten under Kieran’s skin. My best friend sits stiffly in his seat, seething silently. I grin and raise my eyebrows at Ronan, who nods.
Our men greet us as we enter the warehouse. It stinks in here. Like sweat, piss, blood, and impending death. Bradley sits in the same chair as yesterday, his hands and feet bound with chains.
“Did you miss us?” I ask.
When his eyes focus, and he notices how many of us there are, he starts whimpering.
“Our friend Ronald is MIA. Any chance you know where he might have gone?” Kieran asks.
Bradley shakes his head. “No. I have no idea. We didn’t know each other like that. It was all a business deal.”
Andrei picks up a metal tire wrench and steps forward. “A business deal to bring women from my country here to use them as prostitutes. All so you can fill your greedy fucking pockets! Do you know what I do to people like you? I let them die slowly, painfully, over time, just like those women will when they’re being drugged and raped by men like you. Who is behind this business deal?”
I kind of want to slap Andrei on the back right now. Maybe he’s not so bad.
Bradley eyes the iron bar and shakes his head. “I don’t know.”
Andrei swings once, the iron crashing into one of Bradley’s knees with a loud crack. Bradley howls in pain as sweat drips down his face.
“You might only have two knees I can break, but you also have two elbows, ten fingers, and many other bones. So, I’m going to ask you again. Who is behind this?”
I grin as Andrei raises the bar.
Bradley screams. “Wait! Okay! Okay! I’ll tell you!”
