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He nods. “They were spotted heading to the Egorov Mansion in Spanish Hills.”
“Fuck.” I run a hand through my hair. “That’s going to be complicated.”
While I’m thankful that they haven’t thrown her to the wolves at a fucking strip club, getting to her at a highly guarded mansion in Spanish Hills is going to be near on impossible.
“Any smart ideas?” I glance at the three men Spartak spared us.
Oleg nods. “I’ve got one, but it’s fucking crazy.”
“I’m all ears.”
“Any of you Italians skydived before?” He asks.
Akim and Viktor grin like idiots.
Frederico and Edoardo nod.
I shake my head. “I haven’t. Why?”
He shrugs. “The only way to get onto that property without being seen is from above. Skydiving is the only way in. Simple.”
I’m not scared of heights, but I don’t fancy throwing myself out of a moving plane. “How do you sky dive and make sure you land on the property?”
“You will have GPS, but the Egorov Mansion is a one-hundred-acre property. If you miss it, you have a serious fucking problem,” Akim says.
I don’t like these Russians. They’re cocky and irritating. However, I can’t deny their wealth of information on the Egorov Bratva is invaluable. “Fine. Skydiving it is.” I glance at Leo, who looks shocked at my agreement. “Call our contact and get him to arrange it for tonight.”
Leo goes to grab his cell phone.
“Are you sure you want to act that soon?” Viktor questions.
“The sooner, the better,” I say.
He shakes his head. “The mansion is huge. We all need to understand the building well and its layout.”
“We also need to work out the most likely places they are keeping her,” Akim says.
Oleg nods. “Going in there blind is a suicide mission.”
“Fuck.” I clench my jaw. “How long to prepare?”
“With a lot of effort, we can be ready for tomorrow night,” Viktor suggests.
Edoardo clears his throat. “I have to agree with the Russians. Going in blind is a very bad idea.”
I take in a deep breath. “Tomorrow then.”
Leo’s about to make the call when Edoardo stops him. “I know a guy who can get us the equipment and a plane for tomorrow night.”
“You trust him?” I confirm.
Edoardo nods. “With my life.”
“Fine. Make the call.”
Leo puts his phone away, clapping me on the shoulder. “Let’s get to the hotel and get a drink.”
I nod in response, as whiskey is needed right now. We walk off the plane and toward the two limousines on the tarmac. My men join us in one, and the Russians go in the other.
