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I don’t want him knowing that I’m leaving town.
I don’t want him knowing that I’m pregnant, either.
But Idowant my nephew back. And if Ruslan can get Josh back safe—then so be it.
“Someone just took Josh!” I gasp. “I’m not sure who it was. He was masked. They’re driving a black sedan with no license plate number. I… I…oh, God—” A sob bursts out of my lips at the same time that Reagan and Caroline start crying. “I-I lost them. I lost the car. I don’t know which way they went.”
His voice comes through loud and clear. Chillingly calm and extremely confident. “Send me your location right now.”
I breathe out, more of a sob than an exhale.
“Listen to me,kiska:we’re going to get him back.”
2
RUSLAN
“I want two teams on this!” I roar. “Three, four, ten, I don’t give a fuck what it takes—I want as many fucking teams out there as it takes to get Josh back.”
Kirill’s already on his phone, calling in the cavalry. I’m storming towards the elevator doors, trying to keep my anger from getting the better of me.
Two junior execs approach the elevator just as the doors are about to close. “OUT!” I yell and they spring back. Kirill slips in behind me and we plummet towards the ground floor.
“Well?” I demand when he hangs up.
“I’ve got three teams heading in Emma’s direction now. They’re going in from different routes so they’ll be able to box the kidnappers in. We’ll find him,sobrat;I swear it.”
I know he’s being confident for my sake, but this is still New York City. We’re looking for a needle in a haystack.
I’ll take those fucking odds.
“Why?” I growl as we rush to my SUV. “Why the fuck would anyone take the boy?”
Kirill takes the passenger seat as I get behind the wheel. “Well, heisthe one kid you’ve spent a lot of quality time with lately.”
My second-in-command is right. All those boxing lessons at the gym… I was a fool to think those moments would go unnoticed. Nothing I did is ever innocent where my enemies are concerned.
“FUCK!”I spit, furious with my own short-sightedness. “If anything happens to—”
“Nothing will happen to him,” Kirill insists. “We’re going to get him back long before anything happens.”
“Keep your eye on Emma’s location. The kidnappers can’t be too far from her. And get Emma back on the phone.”
He nods and does as I say. The ringtone grates on my eardrums, but her voice when she answers is like honey. “K-Kirill?”
“Ruslan’s here, too,” my second explains. “You’re on speakerphone. Where are you exactly?”
She names the cross streets in a shaky tremor. “Pretty sure I caught sight of the black car a second ago but I can’t be sure.”
I can hear soft sniffling in the back.Blyat’.“Are the girls with you?”
“I couldn’t exactly leave them in the Walmart parking lot.” Before I can rip into her about putting herself in this situation in the first place, Emma gasps. “I see them! The black car with the dirty windows! They just turned down toward the interstate.”
I veer between cars and catch sight of the target. No license plate.Bingo. “I see them.”
“Ruslan—get him back,” Emma begs. “I just want him back safe.”
“Kirill,” I growl, hitting the accelerator. “Hang up.”
