“Guys!” Deva was torn between giggling and tearing her hair out. “We’re going now. Just look tough. Stay silent and sharp. Shouldn’t be that difficult.”
Liam went to the door. “I have a meeting with a source, I’ll keep you posted, Oz. And you too Aleksei. Deva. Be careful.”
Lazarus nodded as his brother left. And in a second, Aleksei had him plastered against the wall, hands fisted on his shirt. “Why did you bring that asshole into this?”
Lazarus didn’t even flinch. “You know why.”
Aleksei put a hand on Lazarus’s neck and tightened so much that Deva leaped into action. “Aleksei, let him go.”
But despite her best efforts, the man didn’t even budge. Kai and Lance were about to intervene, but she saw that it was the beginning of a brawl that they couldn’t afford.
Deva put her hand around Aleksei’s wrist and leaned to his ear. “Alyosha, sweetheart, let him go now. We have work to do. We need to go.”
Aleksei blinked and seemed to come back into himself. Immediately, he loosened his grip. Lazarus coughed, trying to catch his breath.
Deva frowned at the Russian who seemed a little lost for a second before shaking himself back.
“Sorry, Lazarus.”
He shook his head, wheezing his answer. “I know, I know. Go now. We’ll talk about this later.”
Aleksei took Deva’s hand, and ignoring Kai and Lance, pulled her out of the room. With one last glance at his brothers, the look he gave them was revealing. There was more tension between the Finch brothers than meet the eye. Not that she was ever calling them that to their faces.
