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I chuckled at his obvious disdain. “Yes, I know. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
He closed his eyes and sighed. “Thank God Roan is an only child.”
“Boss,” Anton said, slowing the Escalade to a roll and bringing an end to our conversation.
It was still early morning and the streets in Colomb were mostly empty. Valery parked to the east while Anton kept going, parking to the west.
“Stay here with Marek,” I said to Anton as Sasha eased his door open and slipped out with his rifle. I was about to follow him when Marek grabbed my sleeve.
“He always has a gun on him,” Marek said in a rush. Genuine fear shone in his dark eyes, more than when I’d left to kill Sergei and Dimitri. “Even if he tells you he doesn’t. Don’t trust that motherfucker with anything, Misha. I’m serious.”
“Don’t worry.” I gave him a nod and kissed him quickly. Hopping out of the Escalade, I pushed the door closed with a quiet click and hurried up the front walkway after Sasha.
The rest of the crew moved in on Alonzo’s house from different angles. Valery and Maxim met up with Sasha and I on the front porch while the others took the back. Maxim looked at me, waiting. Tucking the buttstock into my shoulder, I lined up the sights and nodded.
Maxim turned and kicked the front door open, lobbing a grenade into the interior. An explosion rocked the house. A second blast went off in the back of the house. Glass shattered and smoke billowed out of the broken windows. Inside, people screamed and yelled out to one another before gunfire erupted.
Filing into the house in a line, we cleared each room, shooting anyone with a gun in their hand. None of them were the man I wanted, so I kept moving.
The other team had come in the back door and immediately went upstairs, exchanging shots with what remained of Alonzo’s men.
“Status?” I yelled up the stairs.
“Not here,” Nikolai shouted, thundering down the stairs with the others right behind him. “But someone went out the window.”
“Fuck! Grab anyone who is still alive. We’re taking them with us.”
“Misha!” Bogdan yelled at the same time a crash sounded from the backyard. I ran to the window in time to see two vehicles peel out of the garage in the alley. The first, a white Navigator, clipped the side of the garage as it pulled out, disappearing down the alley. The second, a white Continental, sped away in the opposite direction, headed for the street at the front of the house.
In a split second, I made the determination Alonzo was in the car. His Navigator was too well-known. It was big and flashy, an easy target my men would have no problem tracking down. Given what I knew about the man, he might have been a dishonorable piece of shit, but he was smart.
“Follow the Navigator. Kill whoever’s in it!” I shoved Nikolai toward the back door, while I turned and ran out the front.
As soon as I spied the Continental rounding the corner, the rest of the world faded. Getting to that vehicle and the asshole inside was the only thing I was concerned with. I’d let Marek down once, there was no way I was going to do it againrightin front of him.
Men shouted behind me, muffled by the earplugs and the sound of my heart pounding in my ears.
Guns fired, a volley of bullets hurtling toward the white car. They peppered the doors and windows but it didn’t slow down in the slightest.
Rushing into the street, I ignored the voices screaming at me to get out of the road.
The car accelerated, headed straight toward me.
Instead of diving out of the way, I held my ground and took aim with the Kalashnikov, shooting a handful of rounds at the center of the windshield. The external layer of glass cracked but the bullets fell short of puncturing, just like the side windows.
Even though the windshield was bulletproof, the shots and the spall ricocheting off the backside must have been enough to disorient the driver. They stomped on the brake with a screech but I couldn’t see much of anything behind the craters left over from the bullets.
Slinging the rifle behind me, I charged the car and jumped over the hood, sliding feet first into the windshield. Between the damage and my forward momentum, it was enough to shatter the windshield the rest of the way.
I yanked my pistol out of my thigh holster and aimed it at the blood-speckled face in the driver’s seat. Alonzo, in the flesh. Pieces of glass glinted from where they’d been embedded in his skin and he groaned, wiping at his eyes. Even though my finger itched to pull the trigger, I managed to restrain myself with the promise of inflicting unimaginable pain later on.
Heavy boots thundered across the pavement. Valery yanked on the door handle but it was still locked. He swore and smashed the buttstock of his rifle against the lower corner of the window, shattering the glass. Reaching in, he unlocked the door and ripped it open, hauling Alonzo out and throwing him face-first onto the freezing ground. Once Maxim appeared, he and Valery wrestled Alonzo into the back of their SUV.
I holstered my gun again and rolled backward off the hood. Landing on my feet with a wince, I stumbled back a step before the car rolled over my foot.
Sasha gripped my bicep from behind, holding me steady on my feet. “Are you alright?”
“Just been a while since I’ve done that.”
