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“Call me when you’re landing.”
“I will. Are you sure you’re good?”
“I will be,” I growl. “When I put Anton Korolyov’s head on a fucking pike.”
I hang up and glare around the room. “Listen up!” I roar. My men go silent. “We’re going to war,” I snarl. “Get ready to move out hard.” My lips curl. “And somebody find me Anton fucking Korolyov!”
“Sir.”
I turn as Dom runs up holding a bottle of scotch and a big bottle of percocets. Wisely, he’s also got bandages.
“Get me Anton,” I hiss darkly. I rip my shirt open and start stanching the bleeding with the bandages. “Find himnow.”
“Sir,” Dominic clears his throat. “He’s, uh… he’s here.”
I pause. “What?!”
“He’s literally here, Mr. Genovese.”
“Dead?”
Dom frowns. “Actually, he’s at the front door asking for you.”
“Wait!Wait!! Micheal! Hear me out first!”
Anton backs away from me as I storm towards him. He trips and falls backwards down the front steps of my home, but I don’t stop. I stomp down them, rolling up my sleeves. Alcohol, painkillers, and rage flow through me. I want to kill him. I want to tear his goddamn head off with my bare hands.
“I’m here to help!” Anton yells. “Please!”
“Help?!” I snarl. “Where is she?! What the fuck have you done with her?!”
He shakes his head, lying on the ground. “With Katrina? Micheal, she’s my niece for God’s sake!”
“So what, you took her back?”
He shakes his head. “No! This is Pavel, Micheal. He’s acting on his own. He tried to have me shot in my own home not one hour ago. That is why I am here, Micheal. And because Katrina is my family.”
“Your fucking pawn, you mean,” I snap. “Your chess piece.”
He grimaces and looks at his hands. “I am a shit uncle, Micheal. It is what it is. I am not a very good man. But I never claimed to be, either.” He shrugs and looks at me. “But I am not that. I would never hurt my family, even if I don’t like them very much.”
He slowly gets to his feet. I think about shoving him down again, to the ground where he belongs. But I don’t.
“You sent her to spy on me,” I snarl.
He laughs. “No, I didn’t.”
“Bullshit.”
“Pavel, maybe. But me?” He shakes his head. “No, I sent her here to buy me time with you.”
I frown. I still want to rip his head off. But I slow myself. I take a breath. “What?”
“Our arrangement, Micheal. Your family and mine. It is a very profitable one for both of us, yes?”
I say nothing.
“But I am not unaware that I rely on you. You are the bigger fish, Micheal. And I am… I am being attacked by many fronts.”
