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The very life that took my beloved sister away from me.
I wanted to strangle Layla’s neck for mentioning my sister.
How dare she?
She knew nothing of my sister.
Dominika may be her mother, but she was my sister.
I loved her first and still mourn her today.
“Boss?”
“Not now, Vladmir.”
“Sorry boss, but you need to see this,” my second said, placing his cellphone down in front of me. Picking it up, I read the text.
Irlandskly Prizak: Cover blown. Petrovitch knows. Making move tonight. Be ready. Extraction in one hour. Port Authority. Don’t be late, asshole.
“Fuck!” I cursed loudly, getting to my feet as Mercy rushed over.
“Did you get it?”
Vladmir nodded. “Just showed him.”
“I can’t find Montana. What do you want us to do?”
Looking around the sea of people, it would take forever to find anyone in this mess. Reaching for my phone, I asked, “Who’s working Port Authority tonight?”
“Romano’s men, but he won’t go with them.”
“He doesn’t have a choice,” I stated, waiting for Renaldo to pick up the phone. The second it connected, the sounds of gunfire and men screaming assaulted my ears. Knowing that Renaldo was busy, I hung up and sighed. “Okay, Vladmir, you and Mercy head to Port Authority and pick up the asshole. Take him directly to the clubhouse. I need to find Montana, then get Illyria out of here.”
Mercy and Vladmir immediately left as I made my way into the crowd when my phone vibrating stopped me. Connecting the call, I placed a finger in my other ear so I could hear. “Renaldo?”
“He’s busy entertaining my men at the moment. So, tell me Maxim, how much do you love your wife?”
“Boris,” I growled, maneuvering around the room, trying to locate Montana. If Petrovitch was calling me personally, it meant only one thing. He was here and he was about to toy with me. “Where the fuck are you?”
The son of a bitch laughed. “Closer than you think. You look like a lost schoolboy, Max. Maybe I can help you find what you are looking for. Is it your biker friend Montana? He’s over by the restrooms searching for a lost sinner. Or are you looking for your brother-in-law? He’s sitting at a table rubbing the belly of our beautiful niece. Or maybe it’s your Italian whore you’re looking for. She does look stunning tonight.”
“I’m going to fucking kill you.”
Boris tsked, “Now, now brother, best not lose that temper of yours. Remember what happened the last time you did that?”
“What the fuck do you want?”
“What I’ve always wanted. Your blood on my hands.”
“Then stop these games and let’s finish it.”
“But I love our games and now I have the upper hand. Two new pawns to play with. One will be fun to torture. The other is so pretty. I bet she fucks like the whore she is. Tell me, brother, does she like it rough?”
“You stay the fuck away from her,” I growled menacingly, cursing silently as I searched the room for Illyria. “She has nothing to do with this.”
Fuck!
Where in the hell was she?
