“What the fuck?” I growl and look at the two men who extracted her. “You didn’t think to see if she had a phone?”
“You don’t care that he wants to kill me?” Varya cries.
“Of course, I care. The thing is, he won’t be able to get to you.”
“How?” She questions me with more bravado than I expected from her.
I look at my men. “Don’t worry about it. I need you to get your clothes together and we’re leaving.”
Varya looks as if she is about to come unglued from confusion. “What do you mean?”
“We’re going to my beach house and we’re going to handle it that way.”
We wait for Varya to leave before they say anything to me. I wait until her sexy ass is out of the room.
Boris is the one that speaks up first. “According to the tracker on Sergei, he’s coming this way.”
“Looks like this shit is ending tonight,” I mutter to myself.
“No more going for your honeymoon?” Lennie chimes.
I flip him off. “Nah. This is more important.”
