Page 181 of Bratva Jewels Box Set
“She makes me happy, which scares the absolute shit out of me. Every single enemy comes rushing to my mind. I had those people following me in Florence. What would have happened if I had Grace in the car with me?”
“You would have protected her. How did she go down at the range?”
“A natural. She hit the bullseyes by the end of the day,” I tell him proudly.
“Then you’re going to need to train her every day down there, just in case.”
Sergei’s right. If I can train her to protect herself then I know if any of my enemies come, she will be able to fight back and will have a chance.
“You also need to talk to her about Elena and Anna.”
I do. It’s a topic I’ve been putting off because my mind can’t wrap itself around the concept that my sister could be alive. And that Sergei’s daughter might be too. I owe it to him to find out more from Grace.
“I promise I’ll sort it out tonight.”
Sergei looks relieved. “What about her family? Will you be bringing that up, too?”
“Yes.”
“And if she wants to go home?”
“Then she can go home.”
Sergei’s eyes widen surprised by my answer. “What about Dmitri?”
“I’m biding my time with that little fucker. I can’t outright kill him just yet, not until we have found the rest of the jewels. And once we do, he’s mine.”
“If that fucker has had anything to do with Anna’s disappearance, I’m not sure I’m going to have that same restraint.”
“We need him to find the girls, otherwise he’d have a bullet already.”
Sergei nods. “I’ll leave you to it.” He walks out the door.
Moments later my phone rings and it’s Dmitri. What the hell does this fucker want?
“What?” I answer bluntly.
“Max, my man. How’s things? How’s my Gracie?” he asks.
My hand almost shatters the glass I’m holding. She is not his. Never was, never will be. She’s mine.
“Who the hell knows? I don’t bother myself with a whore. She’s alive, that’s all you need to know.” The words are like glass against my throat as I speak them.
“As long as she’s in good enough condition for me to collect her then that’s all I care about.”
Collect her? “I thought you said you didn’t need her for a month.”
“Guess I miss the bitch’s mouth more than I thought.” He chuckles darkly.
“Why do you need her? Have you found the others?”
“Her sister is heavily guarded so I can’t get that bitch no matter how much I try. Was able to locate two who are dead so that doesn’t fucking help me.”
My trigger finger itches to end this motherfucker.
“I know the whereabouts of two others, but I think if I give the bosses one of the jewels it might get me an extension on the deadline. I need time, and it’s running out. Everyone who we worked with in Morocco has been arrested by Interpol. So, they are dead ends.”
He’s about to become a dead end.
