Page 22 of Her Russian Master
“Now.She shouldn’t be treated like a fucking criminal.”
“I know.The locals got too excited.I’ll take care of it.”
“Give me one minute, please.”
Despite the tension, there seemed to be mutual respect between the men because Leo nodded and left the room.
“You’re an agent?”she croaked the minute they were alone.
He stepped toward her but she backed away.He held his hands up as if to show he meant her no harm.“Yes.Lucya—”
She shook her head.“Don’tLucyame.Everything about you has been a lie.I don’t even know who in the fuck you are.”
Jesus, she’d hadsexwith this man.Been held captive by him.Whipped by him.And it all was a setup?Had there been bugs and cameras?Would he put their blowjob in the report?The room spun and her stomach churned.
He kept advancing, but he didn’t touch her when they arrived toe to toe, either.Instead, he leaned his head down to hold her eyes.“I’m still who you thought I was, Lucya.A bad man.Butnothingbetween us was a lie.Nothing.”He leaned his forehead against hers.“Nothing.”
The door opened again.“Lucy, come with me, please,” another crisp FBI agent said.“I’m sorry for the way you were treated.We’re going to get you somewhere safe until we can locate your brother and ascertain that your lives are no longer in danger.”
Tears burned behind her eyes, but she wasn’t even sure what they were for.“Thank you.”She pushed past Yuri and walked out the door.It took all her effort not to look back at him, but she managed.No matter what he said, he’d lied.She didn’t know which parts of him were real.Or which parts ofthemwere real.
She’d just been kidnapped, bound, and seen a man killed right in front of her.Her brother was missing, maybe dead.The last thing she needed right now was a complicated Russian explaining his deception.
No, this would be their clean break.
Thanks, it’s been nice knowing you.Have a great life.
Oh, and by the way, thanks for saving me from getting raped, but I’ll never forgive you for leaving me with the dead guy.
And also, that was the best sex of my life.
The last thought brought on a stab of pain.Her passionate lover who had whipped her and brought her to orgasm with such skill.Was she willing to write him off?
Yes.
She had to.This was all too crazy, and she needed the craziness to stop.It was too much to believe that her life would ever go back to normal, but she could at least eliminate the one person who had brought the crazy.
So long, Yuri.
Yuri had never worna wire on this assignment.He’d also refused to insert any special technology into the mobsters’ phones.They checked for things like that all the time, and if he was made, at best, their one chance to get anything on the don would be over and at worst, Yuri would be dead.He’d been waiting all this time to either see or hear something in person or get something on his phone recorder—anything that would be big enough to end the operation; the drop on Don Diego’s drug supplier, or a kill order.But Yuri hadn’t worked his way high enough in the organization.They used him for grunt work, but he never dealt directly with the don or his business dealings.
He felt certain a hit would be out on him now, though.Hopefully, if they arrested Freddo right away and checked his phone, they’d find something incriminating enough.That was the best he could hope for out of the situation.
He explained that to Leo, and the two of them were now dressed in Kevlar vests, following the location signal on Yuri’s cell phone, which he’d purposely left in Freddo’s car.Four backup vehicles trailed behind them.
They tracked the car to a warehouse the organization used as a meeting location.Bare industrial warehouse on the outside, the inside was used for everything, from torturing people who owed the don money, to storing stolen merchandise, to a hangout.Three cars were parked out back—Freddo’s Mercedes, Don Diego’s Range Rover, and Junior’s Jaguar.Leo parked beside one.The backup vehicles glided noiselessly into place, surrounding the warehouse.
“Let me go in first.”Yuri surged out of the car, drawing his government-issued Glock 22.
“No,” Leo snapped, but he was too busy barking orders over the comms unit to the rest of his men.
Ignoring his superior, Yuri strode quickly up to the back door and gave the secret knock.
The door swung open before Leo arrived behind him.
“Well, look who showed up,” Junior said.
The don’s face contorted with rage and all three men drew on him.
