Page 35 of Demitri

“Okay,” Daniel Allen says from the front of the room. “We have new and old faces, so let’s do a quick introduction so we know we’re all friends here. Daniel Allen, the A in ANON. I run logistics and operations. Nate? You’re next. Name and what you do.”

“Feels like fucking kindergarten all over again,” the man in question replies, rolling his eyes. “Hey, I’m Nate.”

“Hi, Nate,” a few of the guys answer with big ass grins on their faces.

“Oh, not kindergarten, AA, or a support meeting. Anyway, I’m tech for ANON. I’m also one of the Ns in ANON.” He turns to look at Joker sitting next to him.

“Joker. ANON. Not part of the letters, just one of the peons. Tech and hacking.” He turns to the man next to him.

“Mostly legal, right Joker?” Joker laughs before the man goes on. “Sam Carmichael. I’m with BMPD.”

“Why’s the police here?” Mia asks.

“Because I asked him to be here,” Daniel replies. “We need to make sure any plans we come up with are legal, and we know he’s clean.”

Mia nods, and Daniel points to the next man.

“Grady, but you all knew that, right?” He grins. “I’m backup support and run the personal security arm of ANON. Oh, and I’m the other N. The first one, of course.”

“Fucker,” Nate mumbles as he throws a waded-up paper ball at him.

“Enough,” Daniel barks.

“Aiden. The O in ANON. I coordinate the teams and their schedules. Maintain the database. Shit like that.”

“I’m Mary with the DEA. Those are the only letters I know.”

It’s my turn, and I’m not sure what to tell them. “So, I’m Demitri Pavlov.” A few people gasp, but most know who I am. “I have no clue what’s going on, but I’m pretty sure it involves my family.”

I reach over and squeeze Mia’s hand, giving her my strength.

“I’m Mia. I own City Brews over in Rock Hill. I’m with him. Have no idea what’s going on.”

She turns to look at the woman beside her. I’ve never seen her before, so I have no idea who she is or where she came from.

“I’m Kat Decker. I work at the University. I’m here because if it’s drug related and my campus is a threat, I need to know.”

“I’m Vic Allen. Kat’s sister. Daniel’s wife. I’ve had the unfortunate privilege of meeting your uncle Stanislav.” She looks at me. “He was stealing money from the community center. He was also working with my ex-husband. Who enjoyed beating me.”

Mia looks at her, a knowing look on her face. “He was an Ashby, wasn’t he?”

“He was.”

“All of them were fucked in the head. Every single one.”

The two women share a knowing look before Daniel clears his throat. “I’d prefer we don’t talk about him. Ever. Please.”

Victoria blows him a kiss before the next person speaks.

“I’m Davis Mills. Former FBI and current bar owner in Boulder Canyon.” He tips his head to Mia. “I brought down the Pavlov family the first time.”

“Only FBI agent I’ve ever liked.” I grin at him.

“I’m Aunt Linda.” Linda smiles at the group.

“Is that all we get?” Mary asks, a grin on her face.

“Yup.”

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