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Story: Edge of Desperation
“Give me a second.” I hit the mute button and finish getting dressed. “Babe, Benson doesn’t know about your extracurricular activities, and if we don’t want your dad to find out, I need you to keep quiet.”
She steps up on her toes and gives me a quick peck on the cheek. “I’ll go take Lykos out and round up the guys.”
As soon as she walks out of the bedroom, I return my attention to Benson. “Aurora’s gone,” I say. “Now where’s Oleg?”
“The general’s daughter, man?” Benson laughs. “I wouldn’t want to be you when he finds out.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose. “So help me God Benson… Where the fuck is Oleg?”
“Fine, fine… Your relationship, your problems,” he teases. “Turns out they own a couple of warehouses down in Norfolk,Virginia, around Capes Shipping Yard. That explains how they were able to ship people out undetected so easily. They have access to water and the airstrip at Norfolk Private Airport.”
“Is Dmitri Krukov there too?” I growl.
He sighs. “That we don’t know. The guy is a ghost. No one has been willing to give him up. My best guess is wherever Dmitri is, Oleg isn’t far behind.”
“We’re moving out,” I say. “And Benson, thank you.”
“We’ll keep digging, just in case.”
“Roger that.”
I disconnect the call and head into the living room, where Aurora has everyone assembled.
“Aurora said Benson’s team found the fuckers,” Thomas growls.
I shake my head. “Possibly, not confirmed. Definitely can’t pinpoint Dmitri Krukov, but intel on Oleg Sorokin is solid.”
Aurora snorts. “If Benson has Oleg’s location, Dmitri is there too. Dmitri doesn’t go anywhere without him, and Oleg can’t take a piss without Dmitri holding his dick.”
Carver laughs. “He seriously holds his dick for him?”
Aurora rolls her eyes. “No, Einstein. I mean, Dmitri doesn’t trust Oleg at all even though he’s his right-hand man. During my brief time there, it was easy to see the decimation in ranks. Oleg wants Dmitri’s power. He’s tired of being second.”
“Aurora, Lykos, Carver, Hudson with me,” I order. “Thomas and Bennett, I want you two following in the van. Hopefully, we end this tonight.”
“Oorah!” they shout.
Aurora interlocks her fingers with mine. “Thank you.”
I kiss her temple and follow my men out the door.
Time to send this nightmare to hell, where it belongs.
CHAPTER 26
AURORA
“Werethey really under our noses all this time?” Hudson asks.
Lykos' head lies next to my thigh, and I pet him in an attempt to calm my nerves. However, it doesn’t seem to be working because my leg continues to bounce of its own accord. Lykos pushes his upper body into my lap, and his weight settles me. I rub my face in his fur and lock my arms around him.
“I don’t know,” Jaxson answers. “You know what they say, hide in plain sight.”
We arrive a couple hours later at the coordinates Benson sent. As soon as Thomas and Bennett are parked, we gather behind the vehicles. Thomas opens the trunk, and they start strapping on their weapons, looking like they’re preparing for war.
Which, in a sense, I guess they are.
Thomas slips a helmet over his head, and it has a weird pair of goggles on the front. He adjusts the straps and presses a couple of buttons on the side, pulling the lenses in front of his eyes. He glances in our direction and then over to the buildings across from us. “Heat signature working. Nothing in this building.”
She steps up on her toes and gives me a quick peck on the cheek. “I’ll go take Lykos out and round up the guys.”
As soon as she walks out of the bedroom, I return my attention to Benson. “Aurora’s gone,” I say. “Now where’s Oleg?”
“The general’s daughter, man?” Benson laughs. “I wouldn’t want to be you when he finds out.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose. “So help me God Benson… Where the fuck is Oleg?”
“Fine, fine… Your relationship, your problems,” he teases. “Turns out they own a couple of warehouses down in Norfolk,Virginia, around Capes Shipping Yard. That explains how they were able to ship people out undetected so easily. They have access to water and the airstrip at Norfolk Private Airport.”
“Is Dmitri Krukov there too?” I growl.
He sighs. “That we don’t know. The guy is a ghost. No one has been willing to give him up. My best guess is wherever Dmitri is, Oleg isn’t far behind.”
“We’re moving out,” I say. “And Benson, thank you.”
“We’ll keep digging, just in case.”
“Roger that.”
I disconnect the call and head into the living room, where Aurora has everyone assembled.
“Aurora said Benson’s team found the fuckers,” Thomas growls.
I shake my head. “Possibly, not confirmed. Definitely can’t pinpoint Dmitri Krukov, but intel on Oleg Sorokin is solid.”
Aurora snorts. “If Benson has Oleg’s location, Dmitri is there too. Dmitri doesn’t go anywhere without him, and Oleg can’t take a piss without Dmitri holding his dick.”
Carver laughs. “He seriously holds his dick for him?”
Aurora rolls her eyes. “No, Einstein. I mean, Dmitri doesn’t trust Oleg at all even though he’s his right-hand man. During my brief time there, it was easy to see the decimation in ranks. Oleg wants Dmitri’s power. He’s tired of being second.”
“Aurora, Lykos, Carver, Hudson with me,” I order. “Thomas and Bennett, I want you two following in the van. Hopefully, we end this tonight.”
“Oorah!” they shout.
Aurora interlocks her fingers with mine. “Thank you.”
I kiss her temple and follow my men out the door.
Time to send this nightmare to hell, where it belongs.
CHAPTER 26
AURORA
“Werethey really under our noses all this time?” Hudson asks.
Lykos' head lies next to my thigh, and I pet him in an attempt to calm my nerves. However, it doesn’t seem to be working because my leg continues to bounce of its own accord. Lykos pushes his upper body into my lap, and his weight settles me. I rub my face in his fur and lock my arms around him.
“I don’t know,” Jaxson answers. “You know what they say, hide in plain sight.”
We arrive a couple hours later at the coordinates Benson sent. As soon as Thomas and Bennett are parked, we gather behind the vehicles. Thomas opens the trunk, and they start strapping on their weapons, looking like they’re preparing for war.
Which, in a sense, I guess they are.
Thomas slips a helmet over his head, and it has a weird pair of goggles on the front. He adjusts the straps and presses a couple of buttons on the side, pulling the lenses in front of his eyes. He glances in our direction and then over to the buildings across from us. “Heat signature working. Nothing in this building.”
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