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CHAPTER 25

JAXSON

Ring. Ring.

I tighten my arms around Aurora and inhale her sweet vanilla scent. The shrill sound of my cell echoes throughout the room, and I close my eyes and sigh. Not wanting to wake Aurora, I slide my arms free, sit up, and hit the green button without checking to see who it is.

“Give me a minute,” I grumble, swinging my legs over the side of the bed.

Aurora stirs and stretches out beside me, and the blanket slips, exposing her full round breasts. Phone call forgotten, my cock springs to attention. My fingers circle her nipples until they form stiff peaks, and when she moans in her sleep, I lean over to capture her mouth.

“Captain,” Benson shouts from my lap.

“Shit!” I push the phone up to my ear. “What?”

Her eyes snap open. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing, go back to sleep,” I encourage. “I’ll go out to the living room.”

She rubs the sleep from her eyes, sits up against the headboard, and places her hand on my arm. “Don’t go.”

I press my lips against hers, completely ignoring the irate voice on the other end of the line.

“Rivers!” Benson yells. “Fucking answer me dammit.”

Aurora giggles. “Sounds urgent. You better get that.”

“This better be good, Benson,” I threaten.

“We found an Oleg Sorokin,” he says, exasperated. “I’ve been trying to get a hold of you.”

“Who’s Oleg Sorokin?”

“What did you say?” Aurora asks, her voice shaky.

I put Benson on speaker. “Repeat that Benson, I have Aurora with me. You’re on speaker.”

“Aurora’s with you? It’s zero-two hundred.” Benson pauses. “Fuck it, not my business. Anyway, Russia was a gold mine of information. We caught up to someone in the Sorokin family who was more than happy to give up Oleg’s location after thirty minutes of… interrogation .”

“That’s Dmitri’s number two!” Aurora shouts and scrambles out of bed, throwing on clothes. “Where is he?”

“Uh… Rivers?” Benson asks.

“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.