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A flight attendant brings us each a tumbler of vodka. Viktor thanks her before locking eyes with me again. “Bullshit aside, how are you holding up?”
I shrug. “I’m ready to get to work, sir.”
He waves a careless hand. “Viktor. Keep the sir shit for my father.”
Instantly excitement bubbles in my chest. “Will I get to meet your father and Mr. Koslov?”
“Yes. We all live on the same property.”
It’s been a lifelong dream of mine to meet the greatest assassin alive. Alexei Koslov is nothing short of a legend.
Viktor tilts his head. “How are you really doing?” He gestures at his head. “Mentally.”
I glance away, which is my first mistake.
“I’m fine.”
Second mistake.
Shifting in my seat, I bring my eyes back to Viktor’s. He keeps staring at me until I say, “It comes and goes.”
“I hear you refuse to go for therapy.”
I shrug again. “No amount of talking will bring my brother and woman back.”
Compassion softens Viktor’s eyes. “No, it won’t.” He lets out a sigh, then says, “Don’t worry. I’ll give you enough work to keep you busy.”
“I look forward to it.” Dying to know, I ask, “What kind of work will I do?”
A grin spreads over his face. “You’ll start as a chauffeur for the family, and with time I’ll promote you to personal guard.”
It doesn’t sound like I’ll be busy at all. I was hoping to be where the action is.
Viktor sees my disappointment, then mutters, “Ungrateful, fuck. With you by my side daily, you’ll train to be my second-in-charge. There’s no starting at the top.”
Christ, I didn’t think that far ahead.
“I’m sorry.” A frown forms on my forehead. “But why?”
If I’m such a loose cannon, why the fuck would Viktor want to place me in such a high position?
“I owe you.” His expression grows serious. “You got taken because of my alliance with Luca. This is my way of paying you back.” He takes a sip of his vodka before continuing, “You’ve had a rough start, Alek. I feel you’ll do well under my lead.”
I so didn’t see this coming.
“I’ll do my best not to disappoint you.”
When I steer the armored G-Wagon through the iron gates of the estate, I glance at the perfect lawn and gardens.
I count fifteen guards stationed at various points. There are three mansions and four cottages.
The place is fucking huge.
“The house on the right,” Viktor instructs from the passenger seat.
I pull up in the driveway and bring the vehicle to a stop. Climbing out, I check our surroundings for threats even though I don’t have to. The estate is safer than Ford Knox.
I still do it so I can get into the routine. The faster, the better.
