Chapter 53 Caterina
Caterina
What I was about to do would start a war, but war was already brewing because of what Orlov and Vincenzo did.
Vincenzo tried to kill me and kidnapped my wife while on Roman’s territory.
He would die, and now that I had Roman by my side, I would succeed without any retaliation from the other families allied with Vincenzo.
Orlov made a mistake uniting with him, and now he would pay, too.
Going after Orlov’s club would cause issues, but I already had a boatload.
I needed a lead, and Vincenzo loved to talk.
Someone there would know where he and my wife were.
Almost three more weeks passed since I woke up, and most of my bruises were healed along with my bones.
I was tender because I was overexerting myself, but I wouldn’t stop until Harlow was back home.
I hated that it took this long, anyway. When she was home safe, I would apologize and beg for her forgiveness.
She never should’ve been there for this long.
I didn’t give a shit if I was in a coma for three weeks.
Vincenzo’s club was gone, his men were dead or in the wind, and he was hiding with Harlow like a fucking coward.
Orlov was Vincenzo’s greatest asset and closest ally, but he would die, too.
Once Roman learned about the betrayal, all treaties were destroyed and his family was planning.
They were searching for Orlov, but he must have known about the treaty and gone into hiding, too.
These men loved to ruin lives, but when it came to paying for their actions, they couldn’t handle it.
Moira, my father, and Serena all wanted me to stay in bed resting instead of overexerting my body and my injuries, but someone fucking knew where Vincenzo was with my wife.
I didn’t care if I had every mob boss in this country against me, I was finding my fucking wife and killing the motherfucker who took her.
I would burn this city to the ground if it meant saving the woman I loved.
Orlov was a greedy bastard, and the one way to make him hurt was his pocket.
He had several clubs in New York, but because of Vincenzo, his club in Chicago made him a lot of money.
I would kill his men and take his money.
There wouldn’t be any women here on a Thursday.
The club was where they went to play poker, smoke cheap cigars, and talk about incoming shipments of women.
It was also where Orlov kept his money laundering business since he was being watched by the NYPD.
Roman had control of the police in New York, so he moved here.
I needed one man, but I’d give Spencer the choice of keeping more than one. She was going to torture whoever wasn’t dead and they would pray for mercy. If someone gave me the answers I needed, their death would be easy. Spencer could make even the strongest men weak under her blade.
I added the magazine to my gun, strapping extra ammo on me as I looked at my men and Spencer. “I need one man, preferably one who worked for Vincenzo, but if we have more, then so be it. Everyone else dies. Ten minutes and then this place is gone.”
“Are you ready for this?” Roman asked, checking his ammo. “There is no going back.”
“Vincenzo fucked with the wrong woman. I am going to get her back, and I am going to kill him slowly.” He nodded and Spencer cocked her gun, kicking the door to the club in and firing. Spencer was trigger happy and would get me exactly what I needed.
My father was already on the phone with the police commissioner getting ready to cover this up as a gas leak.
Vincenzo would be eradicated from this planet once I got Harlow back in my arms. Orlov’s days were numbered, too.
Once Roman or Natalya could get their hands on the traitorous bastard, he would regret betraying their family.
If Roman’s father, Sergei Petrov, was still alive, he would kill Igor himself.
Regardless of the treaty the two families made, Anya Petrov was the Russian princess, loved by her family. She was her father’s pride and joy.
Letting Roman, Spencer, and Malachi handle the dirty work was not my favorite thing to do, but I knew I was not on my A game, and a mistake could get me shot or killed.
There were screams, bullets flying, and men running.
The attack was a sneak attack, giving the men in the club no warning when Spencer came in here, guns blazing.
She had five men down before they could even think about grabbing a gun.
I saw one running for the back door and I aimed my gun, hitting them in the lower back.
He screamed, falling to the ground and reaching in his jacket pocket.
Before he got the chance to aim the gun at me, I shot his hand, causing the gun to fly behind him.
I walked to him, pressing my shoe to his chest.
“Only cowards run.” The gunfire around me started to slow as Spencer and Roman walked up to me. “This one. Did you get any strays?”
“Two,” Spencer said, picking her nails. “I’m going to have fun with them.”
I pulled my phone out of my pocket, dialing Luca. “Get the van to the back. We have three.” I disconnected, looking at Malachi. “Spence, help Malachi get the trash to the back. Roman, let’s see if we can find anything before we blow this place to smithereens.”
Spencer and Malachi dragged our prisoners to the back as Roman and I made our way to the office upstairs. Orlov was an idiot, so his secrets would be easy to find. And right on the desk were multiple manila folders. I grabbed the top one and handed it to Roman while I opened the second one.
“Orlov doesn’t keep his finances or guests a secret. Everyone who attends his club and casinos are within these pages. What do you have?” Roman asked.
Looking at the pages, I didn’t know how to tell him I was looking at pictures of his niece.
They were long-distance shots of her, wherever she was.
She looked just like Anya. A waterfall of blonde hair and the brightest blue eyes that all the Petrovs had.
There was a map and several cities circled in the Midwest.
“Here.” I handed him the folder.
He took it and glanced at the first photo. His fists clenched. “Fuck. I had doubts. I truly did, but that is the spitting fucking image of my sister.”
“Send Natalya the information so she can bring them home.”
He continued skimming the pages, a frown kissing his brows. “It says nothing about Anya.”
“Don’t go down that rabbit hole. Natalya will find them both. Now let’s go. I’m positive Spencer is ready to torment these men.”