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Epilogue NikolaiOne Year Later“No, I am not fucking singing.”“You made a deal.”“Over a year ago.”Timur picked up a piece of cake and shoved it into his mouth, and Anatoly glared at him. I stood by the grill, watching them bicker. They’d been at it all day, something about a bet they made a year ago that I hadn’t paid much attention to at the time. Timur caught my eye, grinning like a kid with a secret, and I knew I was about to hear something absurd.“Hey, Niko,” he called out, taking a sip of his beer. “Remember that bet Anatoly and I made at your son’s christening?”I raised an eyebrow, flipping the burgers. “Vaguely. What about it?”.“Well,” Timur continued, his grin growing wider, “I lost. And now I have to sing ‘Happy Birthday’ to your son in true Russian style.”Anatoly barked out a laugh, shaking his head. “He said he’d nail it with the accent and all if he lost. So, now he has to do it.”Timur shot him a playful glare, then shrugged, clearly not too upset about having to
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“Done,” they echoed.“Alright, now that you’ve had a chance to look over the folder, let’s do a quick activity that will help us relax before we launch into some more serious stuff, okay?”A few of them in the back dropped their heads on the desk, groaning about “never-ending boring school work and activities,” which made me laugh.“I promise, it’ll be fun.” The lot of them looked on eagerly, waiting for the next word to leave my mouth. Even I was more elated than the expectant students. “Take out your notebooks because now.... Now, you’ll be writing a letter—”“I knew it,” a dark-haired boy named Nico with siren eyes laughed, bringing out his notebook and taking the tip of his pen between his teeth. “Ms. Garcia made us write letters on our first day in fifth grade, addressing the school and seeking permission to use the basketball court during a few periods forrecreational learning, she called it.”“Meanwhile, she just wanted to spend time with her boyfriend,” entered Lucien, Nico’s
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The tall man was lean, had fair skin, silver eyes, and short brown hair that was faded at the sides. He regarded me with a charming gaze and had thin lips that curved to the side in a bedazzling grin. I recognized him from school events.“Jake’s dad, right?” With another smile—because I deserved an award for the number of times I had smiled today—I offered my hand. “It’s fine. I’m an easy scare.”He laughed, taking my hand, and I noticed the one-sided dimple on his left cheek. On a regular day, I always tried not to let my eyes stray from a parent’s eyes. And a regular day was allthe time. For as long as I had worked as a school teacher. For three years.Today, however, I allowed my eyes to stray, and I noticed that…he was not at all bad looking.I shouldn’t have noticed.I really shouldn’t have.Because now, I couldn’t help but admire the snug fit of his pale blue dress shirt against his chest, or the straight fit of his black pants, or how firm his hands were wrapped around mine. Sw
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Timur“How much?”I tapped the butt of the pen against the paper spread out on the desk in front of me, perusing over and over again.It was raining outside. Grey skies, gloomy weather,memories.I fucking hated it. Rainy days had somehow proven to be harbingers of bad days over the years. And today was one of them. Something was amiss with the calculation. The figures didn’t match. My eyebrows formed a line between my forehead, and I restarted the analysis, tracing the tip of the pen over the leading points of recently concluded deals, sliding the ink through logistics settled at the hidden routes, expenses at storehouse locations, profits from the establishment, and….I slammed the pen against the paper, feeling the black casing crack underneath my palm. “It doesn’t fucking match.”“How much?” the bald man across the desk nonchalantly repeated, voicing his disinterest in my concerns but rather engrossed in the reason he was seated in my office. I raised my eyes to him.Sitting comfort
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The tall man was lean, had fair skin, silver eyes, and short brown hair that was faded at the sides. He regarded me with a charming gaze and had thin lips that curved to the side in a bedazzling grin. I recognized him from school events.“Jake’s dad, right?” With another smile—because I deserved an award for the number of times I had smiled today—I offered my hand. “It’s fine. I’m an easy scare.”He laughed, taking my hand, and I noticed the one-sided dimple on his left cheek. On a regular day, I always tried not to let my eyes stray from a parent’s eyes. And a regular day was allthe time. For as long as I had worked as a school teacher. For three years.Today, however, I allowed my eyes to stray, and I noticed that…he was not at all bad looking.I shouldn’t have noticed.I really shouldn’t have.Because now, I couldn’t help but admire the snug fit of his pale blue dress shirt against his chest, or the straight fit of his black pants, or how firm his hands were wrapped around mine. Sw
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Nine hundred and fifty thousand dollars for two hundred kilograms of cocaine. There was one mob who’d do something that crazy: the fucking Italians. They’d done it for years and never bothered with the repercussions that followed. Cheap crooks who wouldn’t hesitate to sell low-quality shit at an affordable price just to keep the cows trooping in. And Bryd here was one of the fucking cows. When the cows ran into problems, they’d clean up, bury, and continue selling.We preferred to deal smarter. Smarter meant more quality. And more quality meant more price.I dropped my pen, sitting up with an annoyed glare. He had my full attention now, and for that, he was going to have to pay somehow if he wasted my fucking time.“So, Colombo’s offering you less, and you’re considering it. Only a fucking crook will sell that amount of coke at that price. And only an idiot will fall into that fucking trap. Listen here,Byrd. To help you, I’m going to do the math, and I’m not going to fucking repeat th
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“He’s lying. That’s all I need to know.”Arlo frowned, leaning forward to sneak a peek at my phone. “He told you that?”“No. He said there was a mix-up somewhere. His figures match. Everything’s good from his end. He thinks I was born yesterday. Probably thought he could play smart, cover his tracks, and pretend like he didn’t fucking steal from me.”I chuckled, and a grimace formed on Arlo’s face.“I hate it when you fucking laugh,” he sighed. “I’m going to have to get another carpet again, aren’t I?”“Yeah. And I’ll need a new set of gloves.” Pointing at the wall with a finger, I grabbed another folder, opened it up, and pushed it toward him. “And fix up that paint, too, while you’re at it. Get Amir here now, however the fuck you want to do it. I don’t fucking care if you have to tie him up. Also, I need names, Arlo, and I need them now.”“Names of…?”“Debtors. Who’s fucking owing because today’s their day to pay up every single dime.”Randomly, he flipped through the pages of the d
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TimurI sat on the couch in the dainty living room, Arlo standing beside me and Kristian and Vasili by the door. Everything was more her than Oliver: the colors, textures, and smell. She owned the space, and her composure and confidence were the indicators.Placing the basketball cake on the center table, she took the seat opposite mine, crossing her legs with elegance and chewing her bottom lip with her nerves all over the place.Raising her head, she looked me in the eyes—a sparkling pair of blue eyes that reminded me of the reflection of clear skies on the vast ocean. She was not tall, but when she squared her shoulders in a feeble attempt to appear fierce, her height edged upwards.“You claim that you’re my father’s friends, and yet, I don’t even know your names.”I shouldn’t have been surprised that she wanted an introduction. She looked like the type, anyway.“Timur Yezhov. Not exactly pleased to make your acquaintance, Miss Serena Skye, given the circumstances.”“Arlo.” Arlo ra
