Dirty Flowers – The Lion and the Mouse Read Online Kenya Wright

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Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
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I swallowed. “T-the garden. . .umm in the mansion?”

“Yes.” Baba looked down at Paolo and spoke in Russian. “Are you ready for a musical adventure?”

“Yes, Baba.”

“Give me that lollipop.” Baba chuckled. “You don’t need it. You are already too sweet.”

Paolo chuckled and began to guard the lollipop with his life.

“Okay, Baba.” I turned to her. “About that nightmare. It was a man screaming—?”

“Yes, Emily.”

“Your seat is here, Baba.” Blue read the tickets and then pointed. “Emily and Paolo you are next to her. I have a few seats for our men on your left and right. We have the whole row.”

“Oh good.” Baba clapped and lowered into her seat. “Now we can all enjoy some class for today and get an escape from all the violence and guns.”

Paolo sat between us and licked on that violin lollipop.

I leaned in and whispered to Baba, “You had that nightmare last night?”

“Yes, Emily. But, when I went to the garden everything was fine. I didn’t feel anything, but romantic energy rising from the beautiful flowers—”

“Sure, but could that be a vision?”

“A vision of what?”

“Someone getting killed in the garden?”

Baba widened her eyes. “Emily, can we enjoy this lovely concert and not talk about this in front of tiny ears?”

She pointed to Paolo.

I rolled my eyes. “Was it a vision or not?”

“I have not had a vision pertaining to anything dealing with the Lion or you in months.”

“Then, what could it be?”

“A nightmare. You know that I have bad dreams just like anyone else.” She eyed me. “Unless. . .there is something on your mind.”

I pursed my lips together, faced the stage, and leaned back in my chair.

That was a fucking vision. What else could it be?

Blue lowered into her seat next to me.

I leaned her way. “Have you heard anything at the airport?”

“They’re with Konstantin at the—”

“Who the fuck is Konstantin?”

“That’s the gardener’s name.”

Jesus. I had a Konstantin’s dick in my mouth? What the fuck kind of dumb ass name is that?

Blue handed me a concert program. “Our men are with Konstantin in the airport. However, Giorgio thinks the Brotherhood is at the gate with them. Apparently, he claims they have a certain smell.”

“Fuck. For some reason, I trust Giorgio’s nose on this.”

“Me too. Therefore, I booked two more sets of plane tickets and had the flights monitored.”

“Anything come up?”

“Every time I book tickets, the flight gets sold out seconds later.”

“Please, tell me that’s not K.D. buying up tickets?”

“I think so.”

“Fucking smart son of a bitch. I wish he would chill the fuck out today, sit down, and eat a damn sandwich.”

“I agree.”

“K.D. must know we’re trying to get the gardener out of Russia, and if David knows, then Kaz does too. Did you get more tickets?”

“Yes. Between David and I, we have sold out several flights today. Some are going to various parts of South America. Others to Canada, and a few to Africa. Every time Giorgio and Harlem Crew moves Konstantin, Giorgio calls back, saying he smells more stinky Brotherhood men around him with dirty Russian hands.”

Jesus.

Blue gave me a sad smile. “At this point, I have no idea where Konstantin will be flying to this afternoon. He’s already missed three flights.”

“Just get him on a flight that doesn’t look like the Brotherhood are at the gate, but trust Giorgio’s nose.”

She nodded.

“Anything else, Blue?”

“My usual video feed on the cameras at the estate went dark. The only video that’s being displayed is Emilio’s nursery.” She showed me her phone.

On her screen, Olga fed Emilio with a bottle and looked to be singing. My heart ached. This was the first time I had ever been this far away from him.

Focus.

I blinked and looked at Blue. “Kaz is up to something, and he doesn’t want me to know.”

“I agree. Additionally, he knew you would want eyes on Emilio—”

“But everything else is up for grabs.” I let out a long breath. “Doesn’t matter though. I just need to get the gardener and his family out of Russia and then Kaz and I will talk.”

Worry creased over her face. “Should I be there when you both have this conversation?”

“No. We should be alone.”

“Then, I will be outside the door with both guns loaded.”

“Let’s hope that will be enough.”

A nicely dressed man walked onto the stage.

The audience went silent. The musicians ceased with tuning their instruments.

The man began speaking in Russian. A little too fast for my liking. Some words I caught. Some went over my head.

Then, he turned around and twirled his hands in the air.

The orchestra began to play.

Okay, concert is starting. Maybe, the music will calm my nerves.

“Oh.” Blue nudged my elbow and looked right.

I glanced in her direction and froze.

Kaz.

He stood at the edge of the row, towering over everyone and looking like he was going to tear the place apart.

David’s smart ass was at his side and signaled for my people to get up.


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