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“How did this happen? Petrov was supposed to get Franco alone. Petrov was supposed to move out of the way. Why didn’t he?”
“I’m not sure, but you did shoot him in the shoulder. Nice aim.”
“I was aiming at Franco.”
Killian only shrugs.
I level a glare at my friend. “I know you don’t like Petrov, but he was on our side. What the hell happened?”
“I’m not sure, but right now,” Killian says, flicking his gaze to the rearview mirror, “we have about five cars right behind us. We need to ditch them.”
“I have a spot we can go. Take a left turn up here and then a quick right turn. Hopefully, we can get there before Franco and his men see us.”
Killian does as I instruct, and we end up in an old parking garage. It’s sort of hidden from the street and not easily seen unless you know it’s there.
“Pull in there,” I tell him. Once Killian does, I tell him we need to get out and switch cars just in case Franco or his men spotted us. We get out and pick a random car, some basic white Honda, and jumpstart it before taking off in it.
As we ease back out on the street, it’s clear we’ve lost Franco. I don’t see his car or any of his men’s cars either. Killian lets out a rough breath as he drives. I fume in my seat.
“I can’t believe that happened,” I mutter. “How did that happen?”
Killian is quiet next to me.
I turn on him. “What? Spit it out. I know you something to say.”
“I didn’t want to say it before, but you know I don’t exactly like Petrov.”
“I know.”
Killian sighs as he turns a corner. “I don’t trust him, man.”
“You don’t trust Petrov? Why? What has he done that’s made you distrust him?”
“Nothing. I just get a weird feeling from him. You sent him to make a deal with Franco to get Franco alone, but that didn’t happen. Instead, Petrov stood right in front of Franco, making it impossible for you to get a shot in. Isn’t that suspicious?”
“I did think that was weird …” I shake my head. “But I trust Petrov. He married his daughter to me for fuck’s sake. If that isn’t a sign of trust, I don’t know what is.”
“True. I don’t really know how to explain that one. But …”
I groan, dropping my head back so it thuds against the headrest. “What now?”
“When I met Nina at your fight the other night …”
I shake my head impatiently. “What?”
“She just seemed like she was keeping a secret or something. It was weird. But I felt it.”
“Oh, so now my wife is in cahoots with my uncle, is that what you’re saying?”
“No, of course not. But I am suggesting maybe Petrov is. Maybe he’s a spy for Franco.”
I stare at Killian for a long hard moment before laughing. “Killian, you’re fucking insane. I made an alliance with him. I married his daughter. No father would marry his daughter to the enemy. That doesn’t make any sense.”
“No, you’re right. That doesn’t.” Killian pulls up outside my apartment. “I’m just putting it out there. Maybe you need to look at Petrov a little more closely. And Nina, too.”
I turn to him slowly, anger radiating off me. “Nina is not some spy. She’s not working for her father. She doesn’t even get along with her father. It doesn’t make sense for Petrov to betray me.”He cheated on his wife. Nina’s words come back to me. Maybe betrayal isn’t so foreign to Pavel Petrov. But it still doesn’t make since why he’d marry Nina to me.
“Ok.” Killian raises his hands in surrender. “I hear you. I’m just asking you to be on the lookout. I think your wife is keeping a secret.”
