Page 249 of Bratva Jewels Box Set
I step into the glass room and am greeted by men in black suits with stony expressions on their faces.
“Mr. Vasiliev, please take a seat.”
I sit. I have a feeling I’m not going to like what they have to say to me.
Moments later, the door opens, and Elena enters. She looks pale but healthy.
“Are you okay?” I ask her in Russian.
She grabs my hands. “Yes, are you?”
“I need to get back to Grace.”
“I know. I promise you will.”
One of the men clears his throat, getting our attention. “Thank you
for coming today,” he starts. It’s not like we had a choice. “I just wanted to say firstly that, on behalf of America, I thank you for your cooperation in regard to the Bratva and the information you have shared with us.” The other men in the office nod.
I wasn’t expecting that to come out of his mouth. Maybe I’m wrong about this meeting?
“Your sister has been an invaluable contributor to our Russian Department.”
I look at Elena, and she seems a little uncomfortable with the attention.
“Agent Vasiliev was compromised on her last mission, and because of that, she had to initiate exit strategy A.”
Okay, I’m confused, but then again, I don’t speak special agent.
“And she brought you along as she believed you would need our help. Elena.” The man offers the floor to her.
I look at my sister with confusion.
“I hope you don’t hate me, Maxim,” Elena whispers.
“I could never hate you.”
“You might after this,” she says, giving me a tight smile. “Because we’re dead.”
“What!” I roar at her, making everyone jump.
“It was the only way to save us,” Elena states.
“Oh my god— Grace. Why? Why would you do this to her—to us?”
“Your funeral was yesterday. Dmitri had eyes on the event. So, I knew I made the right decision. If you were alive, you would never have been safe. Dmitri would keep coming after you. You and Grace would never have been safe. It was the only way.”
I think I’m going to be sick. I sit down and hang my head between my legs as a panic attack begins.
“It was the only way to keep her safe. Now that your funeral is over Dmitri and his men have gone.”
“You think my death is going to stop that man. Never. He hates Grace and her family.” How does she not get this?
“What Elena is saying is true. We’ve been monitoring Dmitri since your deaths,” one of the agents explains.
“Our deaths. She’s dead, too?”
“Yes, I’m dead too. We drowned in the river. Dmitri’s so wrapped
