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The captain announces the touchdown before we hit the ground and taxi in. The men fold up their laptops, and I hold the door for them as they carry their stuff, with Brigett bringing up the rear following Dereck out the door.
I glance up, and Sasha is glaring at me, and I realize what she thinks. She turns and spins away from our group, keeping her eyes down, and my heart fills with regret, realizing that she’s embarrassed at what my team is thinking and seeing us come out with Brigett I’m sure did not help.
Sasha knows how I feel about lying and deceit and she intends to deceive me until Matt and her sister pick her up. Well, I’m onto her, and that’s not fucking happening on my watch. She’s coming back to Chase’s with us where I know I can keep her safe if I have to throw her over my shoulder and carry her kicking and screaming.
Serena comes out of the galley and talks with her for a moment before they both smile and walk down the ramp. They stop abruptly, and I almost run into them, but Sasha turns and finally tells me what she has planned. She’s waited until the very last minute, knowing that Matt and her sister will be here any moment, and then turns and heads to the restroom. This woman is going to be the death of me. I wait patiently for her to come out, but then an incoming message hits my cell. I glance down, and a shiver of apprehension goes through my body.
They have eyes on Sasha. We’re sending additional teams in. The order is to take her alive.
My team is all reading their messages at the very same time, and I have no doubt they see the fear in my eyes. “Sasha should be done by now, I’ll go get her. Bring the cars around and get eyes on their movement,” I say, entering the women’s bathroom. There is no one in there and only one door that is partially closed. I panic and stalk to the door, pushing it open and my angel turns around and glares at me.
“Excuse me! You wanna tell me why the fuck you’re in the women’s bathroom acting like a goddamn stalker?” she yells, and her foot flies out suddenly, connecting with my fucking nuts.
My eyes widen in pain as I back up, hanging onto the sink while I grab my junk, trying to catch my breath. Fuck that hurts like lightning, but I quickly overcome my shock and take off after Sasha’s retreating frame. Cole has her captured in his arms, trying to get her to calm down and now she’s crying. “Matt,” she screams when she sees him, and it takes him less than three seconds flat to reach Cole, and deliver a punch to his face that sends him flying. He takes Sasha in his arms and kisses her forehead. “I’m so sorry, Princess. I don’t know what happened, but I’ll get it sorted,” Matt says, running his hand down her face and now it’s him that may just get punched right the fuck out.
“You wanna explain what the hell is going on here? Why do you have your goddamn hands all over Sasha and why the fuck did you just call her Princess?” I grind out.
They both look up at me like I have lost my mind and I just may have. Sasha ran from me and yelled for Matt to protect her instead of me, and if he doesn’t get his hands off her, he’s going to end up minus a few teeth. I am about to tell him just that, but he is the first to speak.
“I have no fucking idea what’s going on, but this is the woman I told you about, my Marenah. Why do you keep calling her Sasha?” Matt says, and his eyes grow wide as he finishes that sentence and looks down at the woman in his arms.
I look closer too, stunned with dawning realization. This woman has the same height, hair, and baby blue eyes, but she’s not looking at me the way my angel does, and I glance at her clothing and frown. She’s wearing jeans and Sasha was wearing a dress, and just as I realize that we are dating beautiful blonde Russian twins, the fact that Sasha is now missing hits me like lead and fills my body with dread.
“If you’re not Sasha, she’s been taken. She went into the bathroom and never came out. Dereck, get a crew to get the air shafts checked. Cole, have intel focus in the on-camera footage. I want to see anyone that came in and out of this room in the last three hours. Home in on the last half an hour first. Nick, I need you to get a track on her phone. Here’s her number, put her credit cards in the system, see if anything comes up.”
“Wait, wait. Sasha is okay. She sent me to the bathroom to get the bag she left,” Marenah says, pulling open the bag’s zipper and retrieving the heels that my angel was wearing before entering the bathroom and the ones she’ll be wearing when I light her little ass on fire.
“Jay, we’ve got problems. The Larussio plane is about to land. Giovanni Larussio is on it, and that’s their mark. There is a mounting mob on the ground. I have two teams called in, and our snipers are in place.”
“Safeguard him at all costs. Take them out if necessary!” I say, realizing my team doesn’t have a contract in place yet, but I’m doing this for Chase. How would it look if his security team knew one of his family members was about to get hit and didn’t try to protect him. Chase can deal with the Larussios and the contract side. For now, I’ve made the call.
We walk quickly to the sidewalk, and our driver pulls up in the long black stretch. “Let’s go,” I say.
“I’ll take Marenah to Chase’s and then rejoin you,” Matt says.
“No, she’s my sister, and I want to find her. I’m tougher than I appear,” she says, staring up into Matt’s eyes and it’s the weirdest feeling watching her. The exact same look, but without any fucking spark, no goddamn chemistry to speak of. Twins, what a mind fuck.
I glance at Matt. “Save your breath. We don’t have time, and if she’s anything like her sister, you won’t win the argument anyway,” I say, awarding me the first smile from her that I’ve seen as we all pile into the stretch.
Marenah nods. “I think we’re going to get along just fine,” she says to me and smiles mischievously at Matt who is scowling down at her. “I’m Marenah, Sasha’s baby sister by about five minutes,” she says to everyone.
“I’m Jay, and this is Nick and Dereck. Cole is the one who just got punched out by your boyfriend,” I say, grinning as Cole glares first at me and then at Matt.
“Sorry, man,” Matt says, grinning widely and extending his hand to Cole.
Cole takes it reluctantly and shakes his head. “No fucking drama for years and now you two hook up with the drama twins,” he says, winning him a half scowl, half smile from Marenah.
Nick looks down at his phone. “We’ve got Sasha, she just checked in at a hotel not far from here. The bad news is that the Chicago Family is watching her card, too. It just popped up on their surveillance, and they’ve just given the order to move in.”
“Floor this fucking thing,” I growl to the driver.
30
SASHA
I readthe message with blurry eyes as the pounding on my door starts, and my eyes widen. Holy fuck!
Chicago mob has tracked you. Open this fucking door, right the fuck now!
