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The plan is working perfectly.
Dino’s already inside the Riccardis’ yellow submarine, which is awesome.
I didn’t think it’d happen so effortlessly.
Almost too effortlessly.
"Locked and loaded?" Nikolai shouts, sliding an AK-47 over his shoulder.
I survey the eight men who are helping me and my family.
The Russian Protectors were generous as hell to lend me their assistance and I’m beyond grateful for them.
They stand shoulder to shoulder, their chiseled jaws jutting out, their bulging muscles on full display.
Maxim even changed out of his loincloth which I’m told is rarity.
He wears a sharp suit that parallels the ones his brothers wear.
They look ready to kick ass.
"Fuck yeah." Sasha growls as he rams a clip into his Glock.
"My gun is bigger than yours," Igor growls, shooting his AK-47 into the air.
Bang.
Rowan screams as he thrusts his arms around Igor. "I need earmuffs."
"It’ll be okay, boy. We’ll take these Italian assholes out and then Daddy will never make a loud noise around you again." Igor nudges Rowan’s ribs.
Karter grins. "Don't be a baby, Rowan. I dealt with loud noises when I killed the mob boss in Cartagena, and I’m still alive."
"Again, Karter," Demetri growls, unimpressed. "I’m the only reason you killed him. You need to quit saying you’re responsible."
"I am." Karter won’t back down. "Daddy said I was his little assassin."
"My adorable assassin," Timofey gushes, kissing Karter’s cheek. "Don’t listen to my brothers. You’re a stone-cold killer who kicks ass."
Karter adjusts the mini machine gun strapped around his duck stuffy’s neck. "Rosy’s ready to kill another enemy today."
Wow. Just wow.
I’m impressed by these Russian mobsters and their sweet boys.
They don't shy away from discussing the family business with them or involving them if that’s what they desire.
Exactly like my family.
"Let’s ready the choppers." I curl my fists.
The walk to the helicopters is brisk but not without problems.
The path we take is covered in brush.
Maxim screams as he tugs a machete out of his suit coat pocket, slicing vines and tree limbs.
Giant branches crash to the ground, threatening to bash our heads in.
