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“When and where should we meet you?”
“I need to be at the Burberry storefront in an hour. Are you close by?”
“We just got to the ports to pick up some deliveries ourselves. Several barrels of whiskey came in, along with a few cases of wine. We should be finished within the hour. Want us to meet you in front of the store?”
“Why don’t you meet me out back? I’ll call my driver and be on my way shortly.”
“Sounds like a plan. See you soon, Caden.”
“One last thing, Ada. That rock on your finger better be pretty big,” he teased.
“It’s big enoughfor now,” I said, laughing.
“That’s the sister I know. See you soon,” he replied, laughed heartily, and I knew him well enough to know he was beaming.
“See you soon,” I echoed as I hung up.
My brothers were certainly something special, and it made me love them all the more. Their support was important to me, and it meant a lot that they trusted me to know what was right for me.
They were probably still going to give Shane a hard time occasionally. My brothers only had one sister and their protective natures not only applied to the women at their sides, at least in Cormac’s and Kieran’s cases, but also to me.
I was family, and I would always be family.
I dressed and got ready for the day before I grabbed my purse. I checked that my gun was properly oiled and fully loaded before I walked out to the car waiting for me. I climbed inside and greeted my driver, Seamus, happy to see his friendly, familiar face once again.
We drove off, heading for downtown. I kept my eyes on the rear-view mirror to see if we were followed as we merged onto I-90. I didn’t see signs of anyone following as we entered the Ted Williams tunnel, and I sighed as we passed through the toll.
Closing my eyes, I imagined what the night would bring for what seemed like the thousandth time when Seamus slammed on the brakes. The seatbelt cut into my shoulder as my body pitched forward, the rubber squealing on the pavement as the car came to a stop.
“What the fuck?” I cried out, but as soon as I looked out the window, I saw a number of big SUVs pulling close to ours. I reached in my purse to grab my gun, but a number of men jumped out of all the blacked-out vehicles with their guns expertly trained on me.
Shit.
Seamus hopped out first. A shot rang off and I hoped it was a warning round, but then my driver collapsed to the ground. As far as I could tell, he was dead upon impact.
One man stepped in front of my car, and I sucked in a breath, recognizing him immediately.
It was Anton Kozlov.
“If you come out on your own, I promise my men won’t hurt you,” he called out, his accent a bit thicker than Maxim’s.
Fucking hell. This wasn’t good.
There were at least two dozen guns trained on me. None of his soldiers wavered, their loyalty to their heir perfectly clear. All Anton needed to do was give the word and my blood would join Seamus’ on the pavement. They wouldn’t even blink as they carried out his orders.
I didn’t have much choice.
With a heavy sigh, I opened the door and climbed out, my gun pointed towards the sky in a show of surrender, and I tossed it on the ground in front of me.
“The infamous Ada Murphy. I’m delighted to finally meet you,” Anton began.
“I wish I could say the same for you,” I replied curtly, making my displeasure at this change in circumstances very clear.
“I’m sure,” he replied, chuckling.
I could hear someone approach me from behind, and I stiffened, not wanting to take my eyes off the bratva heir should he make a move.
“What good is your promise?” I asked pointedly.
