Chapter 14
Not Having It
Logan
“Ya better have a plan and whatever it is, I need to hear it from your lips now,” I bite out as I glare at Misha.
We are down in LaSalle’s private underground room. Yes, the man had another one excavated under the new home he built for Tasha. I don’t think things ever felt the same for them in the other house after that attack.
I would have done the same for my family. Their safety and happiness are my priority. After Sammy’s meltdown earlier, I wasn’t leaving this property without coming down here to get a few things straight.
Misha shrugs his shoulders as if I haven’t said a word. I ball my fists, ready to clobber him. This isn’t just about him.
“Cut the shit, Misha,” I growl.
My little brother was hurt because of that bitch. Jamie was the real fucking target. For that reason alone, Misha is losing me here. That girl didn’t deserve what she got.
Yes, Jamie may have learned a lesson, but it’s a lesson he didn’t deserve either. I wish I could turn back time. I’d do anything to protect him from that hurt.
“Da, I have plan, but you wait to hear. Not time.”
“Are ya fucking kidding me? He’s fucking with me, right?” I seethe as I look to Uri and LaSalle.
“Net, I have never been more serious. I will draw her out when it is time. Not now.”
“Ach, ya mean, ya will wait for her to send someone else to their death. Maybe it won’t be a girlfriend this time. Your wife, maybe mine. Is that what yer waiting for?”
“She was not his wife. She betrayed him,” he bellows, losing his calm.
“You know that’s bullshit.”
“Net, not bullshit. Truth. We protect our wives.”
I growl at him, ready to lunge.
He continues as if I haven’t made a sound. “Was she even girlfriend? Is brother not happy now? Net, I tell you not time.”
“Fuck you, Misha,” I hiss.
He sighs and runs his hands through his hair. “I don’t do this to disrespect or hurt you, my friend. In time, you will understand. Everyone will understand, including my wife.
“For now, you all give me headache. Leave this alone. I handle,” he says and turns to leave.
To keep my head from exploding, I roar as he leaves the room. LaSalle follows after Misha and Uri comes to place a hand on my shoulder. I look at him unseeing as rage boils inside me.
“She will be handled, mate. In time, she will be dealt with.”
“Before or after she hurts another member of my family?” I shrug his hand off and storm out.