Liam
When I left the club, I knew exactly where I wanted to go. I stopped by my apartment and packed some clothes. I went over to my safe, pulled out all the cash that I had and my passports. I tossed my old phone in the safe and grabbed the other burner phones I had. I put everything in a duffle bag, went downstairs, got in my car, and drove to the airport. I knew I wouldn’t be able to use the private plane, so I used one of the fake IDs that I had to purchase the plane ticket to Russia.
I’ll admit, I was a little nervous about going to Russia. Ivankov was pissed after the massacre of his men at the papermill, and Viktor wasn’t too happy about the head he received. But I hoped that they would still help me. After a twelve-hour flight, I arrived in Russia. I got off the plane, grabbed my bags, and walked out of the airport. I called a taxi and gave him the address to Ivankov’s compound.&
Ophelia The next few days seemed to drag on. I had so many thoughts running through my head, but I had no one to talk to about them. With Sam and Noah now dating, I knew I couldn’t talk to her about Liam. I also knew I couldn’t talk to Damian about Liam either. He would flip out if he knew I had talked to Liam. I was so confused. Ever since I talked to Liam, I’ve had knots in my stomach. Part of me believes dad and part of me wants to believe Liam. He had done nothing to hurt me before. While he may not have been as overprotective of me as Noah and Oliver, he had never given me a reason to doubt him. I wanted to sort this out. Neither dad nor Noah was giving me much information, but they never do. It took the accident in Miami to happen before I was even told some of what was going on. They always kept stuff from me. Not that I wanted to be right in the middle of everything going on, but I at
Damian Ophelia told me she was going to the store today, so when she left, I thought nothing of it. A few hours passed, and I had not seen her come back. I tried calling her, but she didn’t answer. She always answers my calls. I sent her a text and still nothing. I went back to the cabin. Maybe I missed seeing her pass. She was not in the cabin. I called her again, but still no answer. I called again, still no answer. My heart rate was rising as I thought of all the things that could be wrong.I sent her a text, but no reply. I called her again, no answer. I was in full panic mode. Something was wrong. This was not like her to ignore my calls or texts. I ran back to the main house and went inside. Mary and Joe were sitting at the island eating lunch, “I need to borrow the truck,” I said with urgency. “What’s wrong?&r
Mitch I was sitting in my office with Noah, Oliver, and Jax. Ben has been working on tracking Liam’s phone, but it was showing up at his apartment. I sent a few guys to the city to investigate. They found the phone in his safe, but everything else had been taken out. Ben also pulled the call logs on Ophelia’s phone to figure out how this happened. He found a number that had called her for the first time a few days ago. There was a text sent from Ophelia’s phone and another call the morning they took her. Ben started a trace on the number that called her, but nothing had popped up yet. Apparently, the phone was either turned off or dead. From the looks of it right now, Liam had called Ophelia from another number. God only knows what he told her to make her believe him. I would have to wait till Damian got here to find out more information about what happened. I kept watching my phone, expecting a me
Ophelia When I woke up, I instantly felt the worst headache I’d ever had. As I observed my surroundings and the room I was in, realizing I have no idea where I was. The room was beautiful though, it was painted light grey and had white and grey marble floors. There was decorative trim all around the room. The vaulted ceiling held a beautiful chandelier in the center. I got down out of bed and went to the door. I turned the doorknob, but it was locked from the outside. I began pounding on the door, hoping that someone would hear and open it. “HELLO!” “LET ME OUT!” “PLEASE! SOMEONE LET ME OUT!” I cried.When no one answered my cries, I went over to the window and pushed the curtains back. I gasped when I saw all the snow that covered the ground. I tried to open the window, but it was locked also.Where the hell am I?
OpheliaI woke up to a knock at the door. It unlocked and Lana walked in holding a white tray. “Good morning Ophelia.” she smiled, walking over to the bed. “Good morning Lana.” As she set the tray on the table, I got out of bed and walked over to take a seat in the chair.“This looks good. What is it?” “This is fried eggs with kielbasa topped with dill. You also have blinis with mixed fruit jam. And you also have black tea.” “Is there any coffee?” “No ma’am,” she said, shaking her head. “Well damn.” “If you would like I can tell them that you requested coffee.” “No. It’s okay. I’ll make do without my coffee.”&
MitchJavier and I have been talking trying to figure out how to get someone into Russia. There’s a knock at my office door, “Come in,”Anderson, one of my security guys walked into my office, “Boss, could I speak to you for a moment?” “Yeah. What’s going on?” “I reached out to an old colleague of mine. He’s been in Russia for a few years. He got stuck there after Blackhorse was exposed.” he said, taking a seat in the chair across from my desk. “What’s Blackhorse?” “Blackhorse was a deep ops organization, operating in Russia, gathering intel on the Bratva. But they also operated in other parts of the world. It was their job to infiltrate organizations and assassinate certain leaders. There were some concerns about the way they operated, and everything was expose
Mitch One of the problems with isolating Russia the way that I have, is now I can’t get into Russia when I need to. The Bratva ran the whole damn thing. They’re everywhere. We would not be able to land a plane or drive into Russia without them knowing. The same way I control the states is the same way Ivankov controls Russia. No outside rival could get into the country without them knowing. Which now explains why Ivankov was working with Liam. He needed Liam to get his guys into the states to take Ophelia without me knowing. Unfortunately, Liam knew all too well how to get in and out of the country. But what’s done is done. I’ve gathered all the men in the conference room and we’re going over possible ways to get into Russia. Which is proving almost impossible. As soon as one of them comes up with an idea, someone else points out the flaws to that plan. I’m sitting her
Damian When I left the conference room, Mitch’s words made me think. I had been stuck in this negative mindsetlong enough. It was time to get my mind right. I always like going to the range when my thoughts won’t settle, so that’s what I’ll do. Going into the garage, I went down to the weapons vault and pulled out a few of my guns then loaded them up in my truck. I pulled out of the garage and drove to the back of the range. I unloaded the guns, set them on the table and walked downrange to set up a few steel targets. I loaded my revolver, raised my gun, and looked down the sights then pulled the trigger. When I had blown through an entire box of ammo, I switched over to my M4 and unloaded that clip as well. My pain was slowly transforming into anger. The more I shot the more I imagined Viktor and Liam on the receiving end of those bullets. I truly could