Marek took two weeks to nail down what exactly we wanted to do. He also didn’t want to tip off anyone, so the meeting with Santiago was set to be the week after. The fake meeting was put into his calendar. We were supposed to meet Kamilia and Damir across the city for lunch. That was the cover. It made sense to use the tunnel with the place we were going.Juri wasn’t happy about the plan. He wanted to bolster up. Have us take a caravan of bratva soldiers. Take them out with the combined power. They attacked the Baranov Bratva and they should feel the full force of it. An entire week was dedicated to Marek trying to talk Juri into our plan.Plus, as much as they attacked the bratva, it really wasn’t about them. Not really. So, begrudgingly, Juri only provided us with one of the most tricked out SUV I’d ever seen. That included the vehicles my father drove around. His paranoia meant that safety while driving was his highest priority. Juri beat him by a mile.Mostly because it wasn’t just
I crouched behind the front passenger door. They definitely weren’t expecting us to have the firepower we were showing. AK’s weren’t really my forte but I did get a few good shots in before I needed to reload. As I was slamming the cartridge in place, Marek let off his first shot.The sound rocked my brain, my head rattling and my ears ringing. It echoed so loudly in the tunnel that I wondered if we displaced some of the concrete. Hearing him reload, I counted the seconds until he managed to get another shot out. I would have that much time between his shots of coverage but I had no doubt that whatever he was aiming at would be obliterated.Marek was right. While they were continuing to shoot as I fired, the moment Marek took his first shot, heads ducked. The second one ensured that they didn’t pop up again as he waited for his next target to pop up like a mole.When I couldn’t see an
“Enzo.” His name felt like poison in my mouth.I took stock of what was going on. We were outnumbered completely. These were his segugi and from the looks of it, it was almost all of them. Keenan and Lec were on their knees, two guns trained on both of them. They had hoods over their heads. Slowly, my eyes caught Marek’s. He was on his knees near Enzo. At least four guns on him but they left his head free.“Put the gun down, sorellina. Unless you want me to kill one of your friends.”My gun didn’t move. “Bullshit, Enzo. You don’t care.”Enzo threw his head back and laughed. “You’re right. I don’t.”He waved his hand and one of his guys shot Marek from behind. A scream bubbled up but I clenched my teeth. Dropping my gun, I put up hands keeping my eyes on Marek as he breathed through the shot. Enzo continued to laugh, shaking his head.“And here I thought you had no weaknesses. It seems the Baranov family has made you weak.”I swallowed, pure and vibrant frustration flowing through me.
My eyes widened, as much as they could. “N-no. D-don’t c-come…down…Enzo…”Two heads popped around the corner of the wall. Cecilia and Gia saw me and gasped. I shook my head as they opened up the cell I was in.“You…two…need to go. Now.”“Bianca is keeping watch. Enzo and Dad are gone. You can get out.”Cecilia pulled out a bolt cutter from under her pink daisy dress. I opened my mouth but the two of them shushed me. Going around, it took both of them to cut the chains that were holding me to the chair. Taking the cutters from them, I cut the chains at my ankles.“Who put you up to this?” My throat was raw and ever word took time to get out.“Wizard. He messaged us. Said he’d reward us if we got you out.”I rolled my eyes and shook my head. “Next time, say no. It’s too dangerous. If you got caught, you’d be killed.”Gia shook her head. “I’m already engaged to Sir Kirkland and Cecilia is engaged to Mr. Lorenzo. We are already spoken for. Cecilia even managed to get Mr. Lorenzo to agree
“Rosaria!”I opened up my eyes and realized I had fallen asleep. Kamilia was crouched down, her hand on my cheek. Damir was behind her, looking worriedly down at me. Closing my eyes again, I leaned into her touch.“Hey…” My voice was quiet.“You…I can’t…” Kamilia sounded like she was crying.I opened up my eyes to find just that. The woman who I’d never seen cry or even bat an eyelash at anything. She had tears falling down her face. Lifting up my hand, I brushed them away.“Don’t…cry. I’m n-not worth i-it. Too…much trouble.”Kamilia chuckled quietly. “You are far too much trouble. Come on. Let’s get you fixed up.”Damir stepped up and lifted me up. I was surprised. He was such a slim guy with glasses but he didn’t seem to have an issue with me. They walked to a waiting car and I was placed gently into the back seat.“Mrs. Baranov!”Keenan was sitting in the back seat and helped Damir pull me into the seat. The door shut behind me and I let my head rest in Keenan’s lap.“I’m sorry. Ju
I was sitting up in the hospital bed with a book in my lap. Kamilia expressly refused me to get a new cell phone. Saying that I needed to rest and not be worked up over anything. It was more frustrating that I didn’t have access to Wizard, who I had hoped could work with Keenan to find Marek. There was no information coming in.It had been four days already. We were coming up on three weeks. I didn’t even know if Enzo had set something up with Juri for a trade. Though, I also didn’t know if Kamilia had said anything to him about me. She seemed more on edge than normal and it made me think that maybe they were keeping my escape a secret.The door to the room opened quietly and my eyes widened as Keenan slipped in. He closed the door before turning around.“Keenan!” I put my book down.“Mrs. Petrov told us we couldn’t reach out because you needed rest.” He came over to the bed. “How are you doing?”My lips pursed in a thin line. “Better. I can walk but not very far. Kam is stopping all
When Keenan pulled into the underground parking lot, I felt like I could breathe a sigh of relief. It was home. It felt like home. Knowing Marek wasn’t there didn’t make it feel like a victory but there was still something to coming back to where we lived together. Keenan helped me out of the car and we made our way over to the elevators.“Can you do me a favor?” I handed him his phone back.“Of course.”I smiled at his immediate reply. “There is a package coming for me in a few minutes. Can you wait at the front desk for it? I’m going to head up to the penthouse. When you get it, just come up and knock. I’ll come down and meet with this asshole.”“Sure, Atamansha. Anything else?”“Some food? Maybe India? I’m starving. If I have to look at Jell-O within the next ten years, I think I will puke.”Keenan laughed and nodded. “Done.”I stepped into the elevator that took me up to the penthouse and Keenan moved to the one that would take him to the front desk. The doors shut and I sighed. L
Wizard had been right. They were keeping this guy far too comfortable. He was sitting in a wooden chair, tied to it with ropes, but he was being fed and watered. The room itself was empty, probably from one of the guys who left a few months back. Boris was sitting at the table in the corner with Lec and Zann when Keenan and I walked in.All of their eyes widened and Zann stood up.“Keenan! What the hell? She is supposed to be in the hospital!”I snorted. “Yeah, while you guys sit here twiddling your thumbs?”“He hasn’t cracked, Ria. We’ve tried.”Glancing at the guy, it looked like they’d punched him a few times. He had a black eye and his face was swollen. There were a few cuts on him but it was barely anything. It actually made me angry. This was Marek’s life and I felt like they didn’t care. I knew they did but it was hard to see when I’d literally gone through so much worse not even a week ago.“Any of you been in Marek’s torture sessions?”Keenan and Zann shook their heads but Le