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“Christ, it’s like piccadilly circus in here,” I grumble and Tess laughs.

“I guess I better go, but I’ll talk to you later,” Tess says. I look at her smiling face seeing her grin widen. “Maybe even see you!”

“Bye, Hurricane.”

“Bye, Tess!” Carina shouts just as the call cuts out. She then directs a glare at me. “I can’t believe you’ve stolen my best friend from me.”

Enzo clutches his chest like he’s in pain. “I’m your best friend,bella.6”

Carina just rolls her eyes and swats him on the shoulder. “You’re my bestmalefriend; she’s my bestgirlfriend.”

Enzo grumbles under his breath, crossing his arms in front of him with a moody expression.

“So… you said you’re making your move?” I say, after a pause of silence.

Enzo immediately snaps back into Mafia mode, his posture straightening, jaw tightening.

“Yep. We’ve gathered our most trusted men, ones who have proven their loyalty. We’re going to storm their stronghold.”

“What are you still doing here?” I ask the question that’s been burning in my mind the past two weeks.

Enzo’s jaw tightens and his eyes narrow. “There’s been sightings of Petrov over here, so Papa instructedme to stay here and check it out.”

“Why would Petrov be here?” I ask, apprehension swirling inside me.

He runs a hand through his hair. “I don’t know. I’ve had some guys tailing him, he’s been meeting with a woman. Don’t know why.”

“Do we know who the woman is?”

“Anastasia Volkova.”

“And she is…”

“A legend,” Enzo states simply. I stare at him pointedly until he sighs and continues. “She is thought to be one of the deadliest women in Russia. An assassin.”

“The fuck? What is she doing here?”

“No clue. Yet. She’s gone now though; my men have tracked her to New York. I’m heading back home today, ready for our attack tomorrow.”

“How are you going to get there in time?”

Enzo rolls his eyes. “I won’t if you keep yapping.”

I almost growl at him. “I don’t yap.”

Nate smirks, choosing this moment to speak up. “I don’t know man. You are more talkative than usual. Tess is rubbing off on you.”

“She’s rubbing something,” Carina adds playfully.

Enzo’s face twists in disgust. “That’s my sister.” He checks his watch. “I really need to go. The city is eight hours away as it is.”

With that Enzo gives us all a quick goodbye then he’s gone.

I feel so fucking useless holed up here, in an entirely different country, while Enzo jets off to savemygirlfriend.

I have no control over this situation. I haven’t had any control since Tess barged into my life, leaving havoc in her wake.

Until this moment, I’d started to think that I was fine with it. That it wasn’t as bad as I imagined, that losing control was okay.