Page 55 of Hunt Me

“I’m not in narcotics, Mikhail. You know that.”

“You can get the word out. If I had to guess, I’d say they were lethal. Bodies could be dropping.”

He narrowed his eyes, a slow grin crossing his face. “You think someone is out to frame you.”

“Just heed what I said. Now, I need to make a phone call.”

He knew what I was telling him was to get out of Sergio’s office. I waited until he followed my orders before dialing Kazimir.

“I heard about Sergio. Any idea who did this? Irish?”

“No confirmation yet, but we have another potential problem. I need you to go through the list of Lilia’s bridesmaids. I want them all identified, including where they live. Their phone numbers. Whatever you can find. I need it now.”

“What’s going on?”

“Let’s just say we either have a female killer or a witness to the murder. Either way, I will hunt her down.”

“Whoa. Is this about the girl from the night of the wedding?”

My thoughts drifted. To the night from years before. To everything Sergio had taught me. The pride I’d seen on his face while watching my fingers being tatted. I held my hand up, staring at the figures. Maybe I’d taken them for granted over the years. Maybe I needed to become what I’d tried so hard to put behind us.

“I need to find her, Kazimir. That’s all you need to know. Also have some of our men start putting their ear to the ground. This was a hit. I can feel it in my bones.”

My brother whistled. “Already mentioned it to my men. We’ll cover the city. I’ll track down the information now and let you know. However, with Lilia out of the country, that might be tough.”

“I trust you’ll find a way. The more time that goes by, the less likely it will be that she’s found. Don’t let this get out just yet. I need some time for damage control.”

“Just so you know, Alessandro asked what the hell was going on after the meeting. He’s fucking tenacious as hell.”

If the Costa family thought they could pick at how I handled my operations so soon after signing the agreement, they could go fuck themselves.

Huffing, I scrubbed my jaw, trying to pick through why Sergio was targeted and I had no doubt his death was a warning. “I couldn’t give a shit. Just because we’re in bed with the Costa assholes doesn’t mean we’re going to be friends.” Although if we had any issues with finding the information Sergio had kept, his skills could come in handy.

“I thought that’s what you’d say. What about what Sergio was keeping?”

“Remains to be seen, but we’ll need to double check. Make sure I’m the first to hear any information you learn from our men.”

“Yes, Pakhan. You know this could mean the start of a war.”

“Don’t get me started, brother, because I’m itching to spill some blood.”

CHAPTER 14

Bristol

I’d accepted that it was quite possible life as I knew it had suddenly been shattered. Forever.

A murder.

Blood on my hands and clothes.

Fear running through my veins.

Was there a chance I was overreacting? Absolutely, yet I’d been a huge proponent of following my instincts and right now they were screaming I’d just escaped a lion’s den.

And that I should keep running.

Russians.