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“What do you mean?” I ask.
“We finished earlier than expected at the port, so I decided we should return home immediately. We found the bastards sneaking in. They’d gotten past the guards at the gate,” his words come out in a rush.
“Tomasz? Ivan?” I ask, feeling my stomach knot. Sergei shakes his head, his features grim.
Fuck.
Two families I will need to approach with reparation. Full pockets will never appease broken hearts, but dead or alive, I won’t let my men down.
“What about the others?” I’m half afraid to hear the answer, but when it comes, it leaves my head spinning.
“I… I think they were drugged, Boss,” Sergei replies.
“Drugged?” That seems impossible.
“When we got in, we found most of them… unconscious,” he counters.
“Blyad!”I curse, sliding toward a nearby window to snap a quick glance out as I duck my head around the frame. At first, I can’t see anything out in the darkness beyond. And then, the unmoving shadows reveal shapes. Bodies slumped on the floor. I don’t need to investigate further to know they are my men.
Fuck!
It’s true after all. My gut has been telling me the truth all along. The moment I’ve been anticipating for weeks is here. We’re under attack and with almost all of my men knocked out, we’re outnumbered. And the worst thing about it? We still don’t fucking know who exactly we’re up against.
This runs too deep.
I can’t trust anyone.
Especially not…
“I thought I should check if you were in the same state,” Sergei brings me back from my thoughts. “The rest of the team I went to the port with are outside dealing with the infiltrators,” he says. Anger rises within me.
“How many?” I ask.
“Ten that I counted. I saw five of them go down. I think we caught them by surprise – I don’t think they expected any resistance.” Salvoes of gunfire outside punctuate his words. I pat the Tokarev on my hip and heft the weight of the Kalashnikov in my palms.
We’ve spent too much time in here talking.
“Let’s get the fuck out there,” I grit out. “They’ll need backup.”
As if to prove me wrong, the gunshots begin to fade into silence. Soon calls ring out through the night air. Shouts volleying back and forth. Voices I recognize.
Sergei rushes to the window and turns to me with relief on his face. “It looks like they’ve taken the others down, Boss!”
As much as I’m pleased to hear this, I’m not happy about the situation at all.
“Boss!” Ludis calls out as he rushes in. I turn to face him with a questioning look.
“We have a mole,” he says the words I’ve been dreading. “Someone fed our men some kind of knock-out drug.”
I know exactly what he means.
Whoever knocked my men out, has to be someone on the inside.
There is someone in my own fucking mansion who is working for my enemies!
I shake my head in denial, not wanting to hear the rest of his theory though even as he speaks, I know it’s the only rational explanation.
“Whoever was inside, got intel on our movements; told them we’d be running a team out of town. Then it was just a matter of incapacitating those left behind. Whoever they were, came in half-cocked, thank God. They weren’t prepared for a counterattack,” Ludis says, echoing Sergei’s words as he stands beside me.
