Chapter Seven
Maksim
My nerves are shot as I wait for my check piece to get here. I’m about to push the war into a whole other direction and I’m about to win.
The one thing Markov did not anticipate is my taking his wife. Soon, she will be in my possession and we will crush him and his whole bratva. I can’t wait.
I’m seated at my desk drinking a Scotch trying to relax as I wait for my game changer to get here. I already have her room set up in my home, however she can redecorate it however she would like. I’m an asshole, but I’m not going to force myself onto her like she’s a damned prostitute.
Some men in the underworld enjoy hookers and prostitutes and probably take what they want from them. I don’t enjoy that. I have never wanted to force myself on a woman before since it is not attractive.
If you get off after forcing your tiny dick into a woman, you got bigger problems, you sick fuck.
“Are you sure she’s not coming in here like some spy?” Lennie mutters like a crazy fucker.
“Len, I sincerely doubt she is a spy.”
There is no point in trying to appease him and making him feel better about the situation. The years of doing all of the drugs he has done has caused him some serious paranoia.
“She’s probably working with the president. You know? An inside job! This is how it all begins. Just like that asshole who took down the Five Families in New York all of those years ago.”
I shake my head. Dealing with his crazy ass isn’t something I’m wanting to do right now. In fact, all I want to do is get ready for the fall out of having Varya here. There is going to be some fuckery about to pop off once Sergei Markov finds out I have his wife.
The plan is simple. As long as everything goes as planned, we’ll be good.
“He pushed you off the road because he’s working with the CIA. I’m telling you,pahkan.It all makes sense!”
“Lennie, chill out. I’m the one that got pushed off the road. Not you. I’m dealing with this bull shit. Relax. You’re making me nervous.”
He strolls up to where I’m sitting and plops down next to me. “I’m telling you!”
“Enough!”
After those cowards pushed me off the road and smashed up my new Rover, we managed to get a partial plate for them. Sure enough, it was one of Markov’s men who did it. One of the rules we all follow is we don’t strike unless we have permission before doing so.
What Markov needs to learn is he’s fucking with the wrong asshole. I’m not going to let him push me out of my own game.
Speaking of which, it is time to call one of my men to find out how my other businesses are going. I reach over the table to grab my phone to dial up Mattias.
“Yeah?” Mattias answers his phone like abaklany.
“What’s going on with our shipment?”
When my father was alive, he started a bunch of different pipelines to supplement our income. One of which is fencing. There is a lot of money to be had by fencing a bunch of different items. One of the most popular is paintings. A lot of people will pay well over the asking price to get their hands on rare paintings.
Which helps us out a lot because I know several dealers who will help up for a small profit.
“Got it on the truck right now. About to deliver to the warehouse. Anything else?” He questions with a sneer.
He is such a little punk. I’m going to slap him around a little when I see him again to treat him some manners.
“Nope. Remember who you’re talking to. You’re going to get yourself into some shit if you keep being a punk.”
“Yeah, yeah.” He hangs up.
Lennie leans over towards me to tap me on the temple of my head. “You ever think about wiretapping? How do you know they aren’t listening to your calls? I’m telling you right now, it is a matter of time before they start wiretapping our phone calls and reporting it back to RICO.”
I put my hand out to stop him from his continued talking. Quite frankly, I have had enough of his ramblings. “Will you shut the fuck up? See where the guys are with Varya for me.”
I’m too fucking eager to have Varya here and I need to tap that down a little more. The more and more I sit here and wait for them, the more antsy I get. Fuck!
Lennie chuckles but dials the number to the men who are in charge of the extraction.
“Pahkanis all squirmy about his new girlfriend coming over. Where are you?”
I’m going to kill him. He’s an asshole.
“All right. See you in twenty.”
