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Kingpin?

I knew what that word meant.

Someone in charge of an operation.

The breath whooshed out of me, and I couldn’t move. Couldn’t think about anything but that word as it pinged around in my head painfully.

No.

That couldn’t be.

I stiffened even more when I became aware of someone breathing down my neck. I was afraid to turn around—and afraid tonotturn around.

“What are you doing?” a deep voice asked menacingly.

Then I was grabbed from behind.

Fuck.

17

GABRIEL

I slammedmy fist on the desk, anger coursing through me. A bouquet of white daisies—my wife’s favorite, something I had only learned a few moments ago—and a note were on the table.

Congratulations on your wedding Mr. Mendez. I’m sure you will be very happy together. Should we talk with the supplier once you get home from your honeymoon?

P.S. Your little wife looks just ravishing tonight.

“Does that mean they were here and saw Bianca?” Raphael asked.

It could mean that, or it could mean they were trying to get a rise out of me, but whatever it was, the message was clear. They were going to use Bianca to get to me.

My fists clenched.

Damien watched me with his dark eyes. “This man, this Russian,Ivan Antonov. Have you heard from him since you met him?”

I shook my head, my gaze returning to the bouquet. It could just be a coincidence that he’d delivered daisies, yet I didn’t think it was.

No, it was deliberate, but was Bianca’s favorite flower common knowledge?

I hadn’t even known about that, and I knew everything there was to know about the girl.

Even what was in her medical records.

“What are you going to do?” Mikhail asked me.

The silent man had been watching me since the moment we came into my office and read the note as if he was afraid I would explode.

Leaving a path of destruction was more of Nikolay’s thing than mine.

No, I would not react once we left this room. I would wait for the perfect opportunity to strike, and then I would.

I would fucking hunt my prey.

And the first person on the list?

Fucking Ivan Antonov.

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