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Ignoring the scene, I followed Rhea towards a car, got into the back seat, and began to think. Rhea, visibly displeased, tossed the keys to Davorin, who caught them with ease.
We were off the moment the engine roared to life.
“What are you thinking about?” Davorin asked, looking at me in the rearview mirror.
I hadn’t noticed that I’d zoned out. My mind was elsewhere, overwhelmed. Was this godforsaken night ever going to end?
“Just thinking,” I murmured. “My plans are ruined.”
I’d planned to run away as soon as Viktor and Bogdan had been put to rest, and take Davorin with me. It wouldn’t have been for long, just a brief escape before we returned to the madness of our world.
“What are you talking about?”
Rhea’s voice startled me. Something was off, but I couldn’t place it. I felt almost too tense.
“If Aleksei dies, there will be a vote on who’ll take over as Pakhan. I might not be involved directly in the business, but I still have a seat at the table, and it would be a hassle. It takes months to get that shit done.”
“Are you interested in the position?”
I turned to face Rhea, removing my gaze from the window. “Dear God, no. Having to deal with all those dense men would cause all of my brain cells to die, or I’d snap and kill them. And one of them is bound to kill me eventually, so no, I’m not interested.”
Rhea swallowed a lump. “The Pakhan won’t die.”
“He better not,” I gritted out. “I don’t want to deal with the shit he’d leave behind.”
Davorin was awfully quiet during the ride. Rhea gave him the hospital address, and soon enough, we were in the parking lot. It almost made me laugh. We looked like we’d just left a fairytale ball that had gone terribly wrong.
Rhea’s dress was torn in multiple places, and her hair and makeup were a mess. I had no shoes, and there was blood all over me. Davorin wasn’t in great condition either. Though it added to his sex appeal—the messy hair and the lipstick stains on his mouth.
We walked through the emergency entrance, and the first thing I saw was Dominik with Helios. The two were visibly angry, and they looked worse than we did.
“What did the doctor say?” I asked.
Dominik turned to look at me, unsurprised by my appearance. “The doctor refused to operate on him and now we’re waiting until another surgeon arrives.”
I blinked. “What?”
His jaw clenched. “Yes, the same doctor that treated you after the car accident—Doctor Becket—said she’d rather treat Satan than Aleksei, and that for all she cared, he could drop dead.”
“Do we know who she is?”
My brother shook his head. “No. I had Xenia check her out. The only connection she has to our family is that she was friends with Davina.”
It was likely she used to be friends with my brother’s late fiancée. Davina had been a first-year intern when she was murdered, and she’d done her internship at this hospital. They were probably in the same program, and although I understood her resentment towards Aleksei, as it was his fault Davina had been killed, she was still a doctor.
“Where is she?” I asked.
Dominik motioned with his head to the right hall. “The last room on the left. She locked herself inside.”
I nodded and strolled towards said room. My feet ached, and I realized it hadn’t been the smartest idea to leave expensive heels in a venue that would be tomorrow’s front-page news. I shook the thought off, embraced the pain in my feet, and knocked on the door.
“Leave.” Her voice was shaky, and I didn’t have time to play games.
“You have three seconds to open up before I break the door down.”
In exactly three seconds, the door swung open. Her black hair was pulled into a high ponytail, and she’d been crying—I could tell from the puffiness around her eyes and how red they were. She stepped aside and allowed me to walk inside.
I closed and locked the door behind us.
