Aleksandr reaches for the Glock at his waistband.
I stomp on his wrist.
The sound of his bones cracking brings great satisfaction.
He screams through gritted teeth.
“Bad move.”
I kick the weapon across the roof. Grab his black t-shirt and haul his ass upright. Blood pours down his leg. Sweat drenches his face.
“You came after my wife,” I say quietly.
He spits blood near my boots. “She should’ve died years ago.”
Ice floods my veins.
I slam the butt of my Glock against his head repeatedly.
His head snaps sideways. Blood sprays from his mouth.
Serenity steps onto the roof, Glock raised. Murder burns in her eyes.
Aleksandr laughs through blood. “Ah. The princess.”
I yank him up, forcing him onto his knees.
Serenity moves closer. “You and your business partner, Ettore,” Serenity says through gritted teeth. “You two pushed my father out of his territory.” She pushes her Glock into his forehead. “You were okay with Ettore sending men to my family’s house to kill me, my brother, and my mom.”
“You survived.” He shrugs. “Unfortunate.”
Her finger eases toward the trigger.
I catch her wrist. “Wait.”
Her furious eyes cut to mine.
She stares at Aleksandr with anger in her eyes. “He has to pay.”
“He will. But not tonight,” I tell my wife.
“He came for me.”
My free hand grips her hip. “I know, Serenity.”
She sighs, pulling her Glock from his head and shoving it into the waist holster.
Aleksandr laughs weakly. “You think you’ve won?”
I can feel our team in the background assessing the scene.
“No. I think you’re going to tell me where Ettore is.”
That gets a reaction. His eye twitches just a little.
There you are, bastard.
Aleksandr smirks. “Fuck you.”
