Chapter 45
Mikhail
“Would you, by any chance, be missing a few of your belongings, Mikhail?”
The phone trembles in my shaking hand. Blowing up my warehouse was one thing, but if he’s saying what I think he’s saying—
“You know, I really was surprised when I saw that you let the poor girl live through that night. Although I should’ve known you were too weak to properly deal with your own business. Poor, betrayed Mikhail Solokov. Orphaned and alone with no one left to trust.”
I glance over to Andrei, heart stuttering when he gives me a grave shake of the head. He can’t reach Ivan.
Ivan was guarding Cassandra.
I’ve never been this scared in my entire life, and my entire body vibrates, not knowing how to handle the feeling.
“What did you do with them?” I rasp out sharply. The dead fucker chuckles against my ear.
“Don’t worry, they’re still alive. It’s been a while since I’ve had possession of something so young and pretty. I guess I can see what you like about her.”
“You better keep your fucking hands off them, Cassio—”
“Ah ah, it seems I’m the one holding all the cards, young Solokov.”
“What do you want?” I cut to the chase, storming out of the hotel lobby and towards our horde of cars.
“To finish what I started. Ending the Solokov line.”
I slam the car door closed, switching the call to speaker so Andrei can listen in.
“I’ll send you the location at 8 PM tonight. Come alone and unarmed, or your pretty thing gets her throat slit faster than you can shoot me down.”
“Fine. I’ll be there,” I promise.
“I can’t wait to see you.”