Page 153 of Sinful Crown


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Now I need to figure out where she is. My mind is going a million miles per minute. I already sent men over to her place. They should be getting there shortly.

Which basically leaves me standing here holding my dick in my hand like an idiot.

Just as I’m about to leave and head into the city to start my own search, my phone rings.

Cyrus is calling. “Speak to me,” I answer.

“It’s an offshore account. Set up by Roman Lennox. It’s in Sasha’s name.”

“Fuck. How much?”

“Twenty-eight million.”

Fuck. There’s an account in Sasha’s name with twenty-eight million dollars that Roman stole from the Russian mob. She had the money this whole time; she just didn’t know it.

“They want something.”That’s what Roman had said.

They wanted their money, and Sasha had the numbers inside her cello the whole time.

The cello was a gift from Roman.When he finally started to make money.

She assumed he meant when he came to work with Tobias all those years ago, but the whole time, he was referring to the job with the Russians. The money he was slowly funneling out and placing in an account for her.

Fuck.

This is fucking bad.

She’s in danger and doesn’t even know how big a danger it is.

Just as I’m about to ask Cyrus another question, a text comes through.

Julian

She’s not here, but someone was.

Gideon

You sure?

Julian

Her window was open.

“Fuck!” I bellow, forgetting Cyrus is still on the line.

“What’s going on?” His voice echoes in my ear.

“My girl’s gone.” My teeth grind together.

“We’ll find her. See you soon.” I don’t have to ask; I know Cyrus and all the rest of my crazy-ass friends will go to war with me.

I fire off a text back to Julian.

Gideon

I want everyone meeting in one hour. Bring the Russian informant.

I don’t care what I have to do. I will find her. I will tear down the entire city if I have to.

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