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Chapter Twenty-Six
Iwas scared in a way that I hadn’t been since I was a kid, and I started to understand the nature of the family I had been born into.
“She’s probably just somewhere with her nose buried in a book,” Marco said to me. I had arrived at the school as quickly as I could, but sometimes living in Manhattan kept me from being able to get around as efficiently as I wanted to.
“She wouldn’t just disappear,” I told him. Something in my gut was telling me that Sasha was in danger.
“You’ve never studied with her,” Marco muttered. I knew that he was trying to get me to feel better, but it wasn’t working. When one of the men I had tailed Sasha, picked up her phone, I knew that she was in danger.
“Fuck,” I yelled, slamming my hands down on the steering wheel.
Marco cast a side glance at me, but he thankfully, didn’t say anything. It was almost ten o’clock at night, and Sasha shouldn't have even been at the library to begin with. I’d allowed my desire for revenge to put one of the only two people I cared about in danger.
“We’ll find her.” I ignored Marcus’ words as I pulled open the door and stepped out to meet Sasha’s guards. I wanted to put a bullet between their heads, and from the way they were fidgeting, I was sure that they knew they were screwed.
“You both better start talking before I make what happened to Lorenzo look like child’s play.” Their Adam's apples bobbed up and down.
“You told us to keep our distance.” It was the wrong thing to say, and his partner knew it.
He held his hands up. “We had eyes on her. She went to the stacks to get a book.”
“And you didn’t follow?” Marco growled.
“We did! She was talking to some girl. The aisles are tight, and we didn’t want her spotting us.
“What did the girl look like?” I asked.
“Tall, thin.”
“Blonde.”
I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. After a second of scrolling, I found what I was looking for.
“This here?” I asked, shoving the phone in their faces.
They both nodded, and I cursed under my breath.
“What is it?” Marco asked.
This situation was getting worse and worse by the second. Not only was my wife missing, but now, I had to tell my brother that I had been outsourcing his job.
“That’s Anastasia Ivanov. She’s the daughter of one of Katarina Petrov’s father’s enforcers.”
The men raised a brow, but I could see their bodies physically relaxed. It was clear that they thought that they were off the hook. That Sasha was safe because it was the Petrov’s who had her.
But she wasn’t safe.
“Gather her things,” I ordered. “Scour every inch of this campus. If she left anything behind, I want to know about it.”
The men nodded swiftly. I was sure that they were eager to prove themselves, which was the only reason that they were still alive.
“Where are we going?” Marco asked, as he slid back into the car. “And are you going to tell me why the fuck you have information about this woman? Because I sure as hell didn’t get it for you.”
I sighed as I turned the car back on. “We are going to the Petrov’s. I have a feeling that Katarina Petrov might know where the hell my wife is.”
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“What are you doing here at this hour?” Isaac asked me and Marco.
