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“You won’t be killing anybody motherfucker. Why the fuck are you here?”
“I heard you were looking for me.” The big Russian bastard narrows his eyes at me.
My hand is instantly itching to grab my nine and put a bullet in his head. But I can’t do that… at least not yet.
“If I were looking for you, Ivan, believe me, you wouldn’t be here now. Come to the back, so you don’t scare my customers away.” I walk away, knowing his ass will follow.
The Sinners are surrounding this place because we’re on high alert. All of our businesses have had extra security since Everett got away and someone shot up our club. So, I know I have backup even though I don’t need it when dealing with the Russian enforcer.
I make sure to lead him to my office, which is away from the break room and where Thomas and Leo are with Teagan. If these assholes did have anything to do with Everett, they would be looking for Teagan. I texted Leo to keep Teagan out of sight and put away my phone.
“Alright, what the fuck do you want, Ivan?” I close the door behind us and cross my arms over my chest.
“The little bitch that owes my boss money. Where the fuck is Trey Everett?”
Ivan’s question shocks the shit outta me. Hell, I thought the Russians had something to do with his disappearance. Until the Oeste showed up, I thought it was them who would try to kidnap Teagan for their human trafficking ring.
“I thought you fuckers had him. I was hoping you killed him for all the money he owes.” I raise my eyebrow to mock his ass.
The Russians think their business is so hush-hush. They got more leaks than the Titanic. I don’t trust not one of those backstabbing motherfuckers.
“So, if you don’t have him, where’s the girl he promised us? She was last seen at Sin. She’s owed to us, and we want her. Now!”
I look at this motherfucker like he has lost what little mind he had. The Sinners ain’t ever been friends or even associated with the Petrov family. They are some bottle of the barrel, grimy, disrespectful, kill their own mother for a penny motherfuckers. There was no way I was giving Teagan to them even if she wasn’t my woman.
“There’s no woman. Everett lied to you. The Sinners don’t owe you flesh-peddling motherfuckers a damn thing. Now, get the fuck outta my business.”
“I know you know something about the woman I’m looking for. But I hope you’re lying so I can finally have a reason to kill you.” Ivan leaves the threat hanging.
“You ain’t killing shit. Get the fuck outta my shop.”
Ivan scowls but doesn’t reply as he leaves my office, slamming my door behind him.
As much as I hate to admit it, the Russians are far too unpredictable. I need to find Everett and put an end to all of this fast!
Seventeen
BROKEN GLASS
TEAGAN
We have fallen into some sort of weird routine. Shadow takes me to the dance studio where I normally practice and drops me off. Of course, I’m never alone. There’s always a couple of Sinners hanging out for protection.
At first, it was weird seeing these bikers amongst leotards and Lululemon’s, but like everyone else here, we’ve gotten used to the sight.
Although the Sinners are imposing, they pretty much stay in the shadows. But I always know they’re there. They make me feel safe, especially since the break-in.
“Hey, Tiny Dancer,” Shadow calls out.
I’m surprised to see him here, he drops me off, but he never picks me up. My heart is in my throat, and the flutters are kicking up in my belly.No man should make me this heated by a look.
“Hey! I wasn’t expecting you.” I smile as I grab my bag and start his way.
“Bye, Teagan. See ya Thursday.” Marjorie flutters her fingers at me as she brushes up against Shadow on her way out.
I like Marjorie, she’s one of the first people I met when I started working out here, but I feel myself heating for an entirely different reason when she bites her lip and gives Shadow the fuck-me-stare.
“Uh-hem,” I clear my throat when Shadow’s eyes follow her switching ass through the door.