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Vadik was focused on the road. Placing my hand in my pocket, I felt the phone inside. This might be my only chance to reach out. I had to send details through to my brothers. Turning sideways, I faced the window as I pulled the phone out.

I knew I had to keep it low and out of sight. Glancing back, I was glad Vadik’s focus was still on the road. I pretended to stare out the window as I attempted to unlock his phone. It wasn’t as difficult as the system on the mansion doors. Within seconds I was in.

My fingers glided over the screen. I had to be lightning-fast and clear all traces before he noticed. Addressing it to Abram, I started typing my message. ‘Sis here. Opportunity to send a msg, do not respond! Refrain from calling or any other contact. I am good, no harm yet. The seas look calm ahead as well. There is trouble for them with the Chernykh’s though.’

I shifted a little as I noticed we were getting closer to his home. ‘Got to go, will try and send more.’ Deleting the message and any trace, I put the phone back in my pocket as we stopped.

That was close, but it was done. Entering the house, I stopped at the bottom of the stairs. Turning to Vadik, I pulled the phone out. Acting all innocent, I held it out as I spoke. Here’s the phone, sorry, I forgot I had it.”

He stepped closer and closed his hand around mine as he took the phone. His fingers gently caressed mine and I felt my inside turning. “Thank you and don’t worry about it. Sweet dreams,” he replied as I turned and headed upstairs.

Crashing down on the bed, I wondered about what I had done. Did I fuck up by sending the text? Shit, what if he finds out? I knew it wasn’t very likely, but if it did come out? How would he react? I rolled around for a while worrying about it before sleep finally came.

Chapter 9 - Vadik

I was relieved when she offered her service, and I didn’t have to ask. The job went down without any issues, and we got what we needed. I slept like a baby and felt refreshed when I got up.

“Can you please send up a pot of coffee, two cups, and some muffins to my office,” I said as the maid answered the kitchen intercom.

“Sure thing,” she replied swiftly.

I knocked on Tasha’s door and listened.

“Yes,” she called out from inside.

“Come to my office once you’re up,” I replied smiling.

I heard movement inside before she responded. “Okay, on my way.”

Tasha came in as the maid placed the tray down on my desk. “Good morning,” I said pulling out one of the chairs on the front of my desk.

“Morning,” she replied taking her seat.

Moving back around, I sat down and poured some coffee. Staring at her across the table. I was mesmerized by the amazing abilities she had shown yesterday.

As if sensing my gaze, she shifted uncomfortably. Looking at me, her expression told me she was annoyed at the attention. I could see she wouldn’t be able to take it any longer, and I was right. She sat up instantly, narrowed her eyes, and spat at me, “Is there something wrong?”

Swallowing the laugh pushing up in me, I kept staring. The grin forming on my lips couldn’t be helped as I replied.“Tasha, sorry for staring but I can’t help it. I was just wondering about your skills. Would you mind telling me more about how you learned so much at such a young age?”

She mumbled something under her breath and then looked me in the eyes as she spoke. “In all honesty, it came to me naturally. I realized I had a gift at a young age.”

“A gift?” I asked a bit too cynical.

She glared at me, her eyes narrowing as she replied. “Yes, I had a skill working with electronic things.” She sighed pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

“That doesn’t really tell me anything,” I said.

“I will share with you how I discovered my gift, but,” Tasha lowered her gaze breathing in loudly before continuing. “You have to promise not to make fun of me, and no laughing.”

I watched as she folded her arms across her chest as if protecting herself. I nodded in agreement and waited for her to explain her story. “It was the beginning of my High School career. I yearned to be part of the popular kids. So, I decided to join the cheerleaders.” Tasha breathed in sharply. “Yet, there was a requirement to be met to join.”

She covered her face with her hands, but I could see the blush forming on her cheeks. “What was the requirement?” I asked softly.

“Well,” Tasha replied smiling. “The sign-up sheet stated that there was a dance routine we needed to know. We had to perform it for the interview. They listed the name and had a link to a YouTube video as an example.”

“Sounds easy enough,” I interrupted.

“It wasn’t the problem,” Tasha added so I sat back listening. “I didn’t have a speaker, so I borrowed Abram’s one.He could never say no to me, it is one of the things that make him special.” Tasha fell silent momentarily as she stared out the window, seemingly in a dream world.

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