Page 134 of Barinov

Don’t get me wrong, I hope they find Meilin. Honestly, I do. I just don’t have the mental fucking capacity right now for anything other than getting our girl back.

I’m pacing by the fireplace when my phone rings.

“Tell me you have something,” I snap.

“Hello to you too,” Knox chuckles.

“Knox,” I warn. “What do you got?”

Knox sighs. “Sorry, man. I was actually just calling to see how you were doing.”

“Living the dream,” I say, my voice pitched with sarcasm.

“So no news then?” he asks.

“Nope.”

“Damn.”

I nod, then realize that’s insane because the fucker can’t actually see me through the phone. “Yeah,” I add. “How’s it going with Laing’s shit?”

“Not the best,” he admits. “Charlotte—that girl they saved from the Lotus Market—said Chang was keeping her in London.”

I can hear the sound of shuffling pages and then him clicking some keys on his laptop.

“Laing and Kenji got there yesterday, but didn’t find her. They did find a laptop and a burner phone hidden under one of the mattresses, so they’re bringing them back for us to go through. Should be back by tomorrow afternoon.”

“Well hopefully you can figure it out. We could use some good news for a change.”

“No shit.”

My phone dings in my ear.

“Hold on,” I say glancing down, eyes widening when I see the name. “It’s him, Knox. I’ll call you right back.”

I hang up without giving the guy a chance to respond.

@LucaWasHere

My apologies, boys, but delays must occur.

When stubborn little bitches forget who they were.

Your masterpiece, Cade, would’ve been a lovely display.

But my Izzy and Zeke needed lessons that day.

They’re learning their manners, their patience, their place.

But some lessons are learned at a much slower pace.

So we’ll chalk that little trial up to a L,

And resume in a month, once my Izzy learns well.

But, Lexie, sweet Lexie please try not to fret.

For I haven’t forgotten my favorite brute yet.