Page 67 of Unholy Matrimony

I switch the line back over and yell, “Meet me at my house. Something happened to Lina. Hurry!”

I hop back into the car, throwing my phone on the passenger seat, and drive like a madman back to the house. I make it there in ten minutes, and the twins pull up right behind me. Exiting their car, Ilya notices the tire tracks in the gravel. “That's an SUV for sure.” My mind is racing as I rush up the steps. I reach out and turn the knob and it’s unlocked. I look down at the hallway and the light from my office window is shining in. I motion for the twins to follow me in.

We take out our guns and head in. Oleg is the first to notice the blood trail on the floor. “Blyat4, that's a lot of blood.” We turn into my office door and look around. “They shot out the lock.” I see my Glock on the floor. I pick it up and check it. It’s still warm to the touch, and the smell of gunpowder lingers in the air. I pull the magazine out and notice the missing rounds.

“Lina fired off two rounds. She must have hit one.” I point to the puddle of blood on the floor.

Good girl. She put up a fight from what I can tell.

Ilya leaves the room to check the rest of the house. Oleg walks over to me and kicks a bottle that is on the floor. “What’s this?” He asks as he picks it up.

“Chloroform?” He reads the label aloud. I panic, franticly looking around for any sign that Lina is okay. Ilya bursts into the room and says, “The kitchen window is shattered and Alina is dead. They got to her while she was in her cottage.”

Who the fuck is doing this? Who has the balls to come to my house, kill my housekeeper, and take my pregnant wife?

I stand up and pace the room. Everything is going red and I need to find my wife. My thoughts begin to spiral to the worst case scenario. I can’t see straight, I can’t fucking breathe. Oleg grabs my shoulders, shaking me. “Brat5, if you lose it right now, we will lose time on finding her. You need to keep it together.” I try to steady my breathing.

She needs me to stay strong so I can find her. I cannot lose my shit. Keep it together, Lenya.

I can almost hear her sweet voice telling me to “ Keep it together moy lev. We need you to find us.”

“Do you think she has her phone so we can track it?”

Ilya comes from behind my desk, holding a cell phone. “I don’t think that will be an option.” We stand there trying to determine what our next move is when my cell rings. I look down and it shows as unknown.

I hit the answer button and put it on speaker.

“Tak tak tak. Lev poteryal l'vitsu i detenysha. Gotov li lev igrat' po pravilam?6”

1. Brother, what's up?

2. No

3. Fuck!

4. Fuck

5. Brother

6. So so so. The lion lost its lioness and cub. Is the lion ready to play by the rules?

Chapter thirty

Pakhan

Ican hear my syn’s1 labored breathing as he listens to the words I have said.

“Father! Where the fuck are my wife and baby?” Leonid is furious.

Good, that will teach the little shit to fall in line. He thinks he can just stop doing his job because he is worried about having a life with his little whore and child. I told him that all she would do was cause him trouble. But he just had to have her.

So what does a good father do for his son? Let him coerce her family into a marriage. I didn’t expect the little suka 2to fall in love with him. Get pregnant and make him go soft. The only way to get his head back in the game, hold her against him. Make him fear for her life.

For his child’s life.

“Ty menya slushayesh’, zasranets?3”

I hear Oleg talking Leonid down. He clears his throat. “Da4,“ he seethes.

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