Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 40446 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40446 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
“I don’t think so. We meet at time I set and place of my choosing. You will come alone, or I keep Katya with me.”
“Time will depend on where. Regardless of what you might think, I can’t be everywhere at once.”
“Tell me where you are, and I’ll choose reasonable place and time.”
I thought I heard him growl in frustration, but he said nothing for several seconds. Then, he capitulated. “Fine.”
Ripper gave fist pump. I’d led Victor exactly way we wanted him to go. He gave up his location without fight, so we didn’t have to show our hand. At this point in time, Victor had no idea we knew exactly where he was.
I gave him address. It was bogus, of course, but I just needed him in vehicle team could control. I knew Victor well enough to know any vehicle he owned would have absolute latest technology. Including self-driving.
When call ended, I heard Wylde in background. “Got that son of a bitch! I’m in his phone and can hear everything he says while he has it on him. He’s slumming it at a big-ass estate farm he paid a boatload of money to rent for a few weeks. Private and out of the way. I’m into every smart device on the place’s personal network or the local cellular network. His phone is a satphone. He’s using a Russian satellite network with that. It’s the phone Venus just called. I can hear, see, and control everything around him.”
“I’ve got Trucker and a team on the way to meet him,” Ice said in a low voice. When we get there, can you drive his vehicle into the back of the trailer?”
“No sweat. I’m following your team, too. We’ll get him loaded. You get him to Evansville and the party will begin.”
“Sorry I’m gonna miss this one, Venus.” Lemon grinned at me from where she stood next to Rocket. “I’m there in spirit. Cut off his nuts for me, ‘cause if I was there, that’s the part I’d take.” She gave me a bright smile and a big thumbs-up.
“I will most certainly take care of that for you, little sister.” I chuckled.
“OK,” Piston said as we ended the connections. “We’ve got a two-and-a-half-hour ride to the Tzars compound. You ready?”
“I’ve never been more ready in my life.” I wrapped my arms around Piston, resting my head on his shoulder and turning my face up to press my lips to skin of his neck. “Let’s go kill son of bitch.”
Chapter Fourteen
Piston
Venus was more relaxed than I’d ever seen her. Well, other than after I fucked her into oblivion. We rode side by side to Evansville, her on a bright red Harley instead of her usual pink. I kind of missed the pink.
We rolled into the compound right behind the truck and trailer with Victor Zaitsev inside the back. Venus’s smile widened when they opened the back. Sting’s men weren’t stupid; they’d taken precautions in case the bastard had gotten out of his car and starting shooting at them.
“Do you have any idea who I am?” Victor yelled as he struggled to get free from Atlas and Brick. Once outside the trailer, Atlas zip-tied his hands behind his back and his ankles together, leaving Brick to heave the bastard over his shoulder and drop him into the back of the side-by-side that would take them to the barn the Iron Tzars used as an interrogation room. And to torture when necessary.
Spoiler alert… It was gonna be necessary.
“You’re all dead!” Victor spat as they tied him to a chair. His hands were freed only to be zip-tied to the chair arms. They did the same with his feet, securing each ankle to a chair leg.
“Yeah,” Sting said with a grin. “Heard that one a couple hundred times. This week.”
“Do you have any idea who the fuck I am?”
“Yep,” Roman said as he pulled out a rolling cart with all kinds of instruments on it.
“If you let me go now, I’ll make sure your families aren’t harmed. If you don’t, my people will decimate this hick place.”
“You’re assuming anyone knows where you are,” Sting said as he picked up a nail gun. Without warning, he shot a nail into Victor’s right hand.
The squeal he got from Victor was a very satisfying sound. I glanced over at Venus. She was smiling from ear to ear, her clear blue eyes dancing with glee.
“That was for threatening our families, no matter how emptily.” Sting spoke casually, even as he shot Victor -- in both knees this time. “That was for coming after Katya.” He followed up with both shoulders. “That was because you caused Venus a lot of trouble. Do you know how difficult it was for her to get you to come visit us? I’ll tell you. Not at all. She made one phone call and had five clubs with more resources than most small countries. A couple hours later, here you are.”