Page 21 of Her Exile


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“Fine.” I don’t want to bring more people into this just in case my father decides to retaliate, plus she’s Bratva. She’s a Bocharov. I don’t care if the Bocharov Bratva tried to kill me before.

He dials a number and then puts the phone on speaker. It rings a couple of times before it’s picked up.

“Da.” A woman with an accent answers.

“Ana,” Dante says, “I need your help.”

“Just a moment, Dante.” I hear a man’s grumbled voice across the line and then movement before the snick of a door closing. “I’m just going to the office,” Ana says to someone else, and I hear heavy boots stomp as she moves. “Stay here,” she orders someone, and then another door opens and closes. “Okay, I can talk. The baby just went to sleep. He’s in the middle of a growth spurt and restless. I didn’t want to wake him. Plus, Vitaly just got home from a trip to Moscow.”

“It’s Luna. She’s alive. She was taken to that church in Rome that Pace destroyed. She was then purchased by a doctor contracted by Interpol and taken to a school in Russia. The school you said you found out she was taken to. She said Interpol contracted the doctor to train her to be a one-woman army against organized crime.” He rushes to explain. He’s been on edge since she left too. He’s not with his wife and child, who he found out a hit squad was sent to his father’s villa. They were stopped at the airport in Venice before they even got off the tarmac. I haven’t heard that a squad was sent to my father, but I warned him. He didn’t seem to care about it much. He actually brushed it off. We found out that the unit that neutralized the hit squad at the airport was hired by Luna.

“I know about that doctor, but I thought he was killed before she was taken. He was there when I was there. He’s former KGB.” She pauses for a moment, and I can hear clicking in the background. “I saw the news about Léon. That’s where Interpol’s main headquarters are, but it wasn’t them that was bombed. It was an office building. Let me do some looking around. I still have people in the intelligence community that can look into things for me. If not, I know a hacker. Give me about an hour.” She hangs up without waiting for our response.

I stand from the piano and start pacing. Everything that has happened so far and everything we’ve learned runs through my mind. For the last few years, we’ve all watched as other families were taken down from the inside. None were in Italy though. It all happened in other areas. I pause as a thought occurs to me. It’s time to find out what my father knows, because I have no doubt he’s involved to some extent.

I grab my phone and dial his number as I move out to the veranda and look out over Paris.

“Dario, come home, now,” he says by way of greeting.

“No.”

“Don’t make me disinherit you.”

“Who would you give the reins to? There is only me. You have no brothers, and you don’t think a woman could do it.” I pause and pinch the bridge of my nose. One of my grandfather’s greatest regrets is that he only had one son and three daughters. Mynonnahated that my grandfather treated the girls differently. “Look, that’s not why I’m calling. What do you know about a special unit of Interpol that goes after organized crime?”

“There is nothing special about them. They’ve been trying to take all of us down for years.”

“Not that one. A secret one that kills the heads. Assassins. Maybe something about mind control and super soldier types.” I wait. When I hear the slight hitch in his breathing across the line, I know. “You know about them.”

“I’ve heard rumors of them.”

“No, you know more. How about the doctor?”

“H-He’s no one.” There’s the studder in his speech. All signs of stress.

“What did you do?” I demand. The phone creaks in my hand as my grip tightens.

“I didn’t do anything,” he says. “And you can’t prove I did.” There’s the kicker. He’s right, I can’t prove it. But I know he’s got something to do with this. I have to get the proof and take it to the family. If I can get him overthrown, I can right the wrongs he’s done.

“We’ll see about that.” I hang up, not wanting to give him any information he can give to the doctor.

I hear Dante’s phone ringing and move back inside. He answers, again putting it on speaker.

“Ana.”

“I’d suggest you get on a plane and get your asses here. My hacker is looking at some things. He’s digging up the footage from all the cameras that haven’t already been scrubbed from today’s attack. It was her.”

“Someone scrubbed the cameras already?” I ask.

“You must be Dario Revello.” She chuckles.

“Cousin fell for her hit, just like I did with Vitaly.”

“How do you know who I am?” I move across the room.

“I make it my job to know everyone associated with my family. But I also know who you are because there was an attack on you years ago by my uncle’s men. I apologize. I also know that you want a union with the Morellos, Lupos, and the Cardarellis. I used to work with the Morellos. Let’s just say that the Capo and I discuss alliances such as those. Your father won’t do it.”

“I know. I need the proof.”

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