Page 29 of Rhapsody of Pain


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Aside from keeping me in a near-constant state of obsessive need to touch her, smell her, taste her, and bury myself inside her.

“She’s our goddamned bargaining chip. Did you not figure that out? Why the fuck do you think I’d bother with the little bitch otherwise?”

“I don’t fucking know, and I don’t care to know who you stick your dick into or why.”

Oleg sighs. “I can admit to enjoying the game too much sometimes. I risk missing out on the prize.” He clears his throat and refocuses. “Which is why I’m calling. I need you to find her. Hunt her down and drag her to my private hangar. Hell, do me a favor and act as her personal guard for the flight back to Russia. I trust no one else at this point,duratskiye okhranniki.”

Typical of him to curse his men instead of accepting responsibility for his own actions. But the part that has me tightening my grip on the tumbler is the “back to Russia” bit.

“Russia? I thought you just left.”

Oleg grunts. “Only temporarily. Once I get that bitch into my main operation, Everett and the LVPD won’t have any way to bring her back without going through me.”

“So… let me get this straight.” Another gulp of bourbon steels me to stomach this conversation. “Your plan is to kidnap Clara Everett—again—then take her to Russia, sell her into some violent prostitution ring which may or may not kill her, and demand ransom from her father and the Las Vegas police?”

“Not just any ransom.Tolya.”

I set the tumbler down with a slow, solid thud. “Tolya.”

“I am going to make it very clear to Everett and his idiot colleagues that if they ever want to see Clara alive and well again, they will release Tolya and send him back to Russia.”

“And then you’ll fly her out to the States?” I don’t believe it for a millisecond.

Oleg snorts and confirms my suspicions. “Absolutely not. If she’s not already dead from the very long list of clients I have lined up for her, I’ll be keeping her as my personal slave. Maybe even breed the bitch like I wanted to do before she ran.” He chuckles. “Or, who knows? You do an excellent job helping me, and helping Tolya, I might loan her to you. Let you get your dick wet and work out your rage on her before I turn her over to Tolya for his fun.”

I laugh like I love his idea.

I’m actually laughing becauseoh my God, the fucking audacity.

And the idiocy.He doesn’t know I’m the one who took her.He doesn’t know just how much she means to me. It’s practically unbelievable.

The thing is, I can’t leave Oleg to his own devices completely unsupervised. But if I’m going to keep tabs on him, I need to under his skin.

“Yeah, sure.” I pour myself a third glass and chug the whole thing in a single gulp. If I’m going to make a deal with the devil, I’m not going to do it sober. “I’ll help you. Give me the details, including her seller.”

Oleg’s proud beam practically echoes through the phone. “That’s my boy! And fuck all with the seller. I can see why he got rid of her. Raizo,skol'zkiy ublyudok, kept the sale anonymous.” He snorts another laugh. “Probably to stop me from returning her for a refund. She’d be more trouble than she’s worth, if she wasn’t worth my son’s life.”

It’s a herculean effort to keep my voice level and detached.

“Send me a text with her details. Last seen, distinguishing marks, et cetera. I remember who you’re talking about, but I wasn’t paying much attention.”

“Please. I saw the way you looked at her. At any rate, I’ll just send one of my men over to your place and?—”

“Just swing by the casino,” I interrupt. “There’s a much better selection of imports there, anyways. And you haven’t even seen my escorts yet.” I figure if there’s one thing that will lure the beast into my trap, it’s a scantily-clad woman.

“Twist my arm,” he jokes. “Fine. And Demyen?”

“Yeah.”

“Don’t fuck this up. You bear my name, but I will not hesitate to kill you if you fuck this over.”

“The love is mutual, Otets.” I hang up before he can have the last word.

11

CLARA

Baby steps.

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