His Passerotta by Nicole Cypher

Author:Nicole Cypher [Cypher, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-04-03T18:30:00+00:00

15

ANTHONY

Looking at my watch, I huff out a sigh and crack my neck.

“Patience, little brother,” Lorenzo says over the rain.

We’re standing underneath a gazebo outside a ritzy venue where the wedding reception of a made man is happening. It’s a full hour outside Vegas, so for Maksim to want to drive all the way out here, whatever he’s wanting to discuss must be important. Which makes it worrisome.

“He said nine o’clock. It’s nine fifteen.”

“Wow. How frustrating it must be for you to have to wait on someone. I wonder what that’s like.”

My hardened eyes meet his, no trace of humor showing on my face if it’s any mirroring of how I feel. “I don’t understand how you can be so calm. You hate tardiness much more than I do.”

“You have absolutely no room to talk in regards to tardiness,” he scolds. “But you’re right, there are few things that irritate me more. Dancing is one of those things.” He gestures to the building behind us where the reception is taking place. “I’ll wait as long as it takes.”

When I don’t respond, one side of Lorenzo’s lips tilt. “Don’t be so serious.”

“Maksim wouldn’t be driving out here if it wasn’t something serious. It would be unfitting to be relaxed.”

“If it was something that would be harmful to us, he would’ve made you go to him.”

I turn to face the road, searching for headlights. Lorenzo is right, Maksim probably needs some kind of favor, but it’s impossible to know for sure. The whole thing is strange.

“We’ll know soon enough,” Lorenzo says. “After today, our alliance should be solid. So don’t worry.”

I blow out another breath and check my watch. Only two minutes have passed since I last checked.

Lorenzo is right again. The Irish suffered two attacks today that they didn’t seem to see coming with how unprepared their guards were when our men arrived at one of their warehouses. They’ll be retaliating full force soon enough, but with our alliance with the Russians, they stand no chance. They’ll be out of Vegas or all dead within a few weeks. The Russians will benefit more than anyone when that happens, so they need us.

Finally, headlights shine in the distance. I tuck my hands inside my pockets, my fingers tapping erratically and watch as a blue van pulls into the parking lot.

Hugh gets out first, opening an umbrella before going around to the back door. Maksim throws open his door and storms toward us with unmistakable rage, soaking his white T-shirt in the rain.

He says nothing as he takes the steps to join us on the pavilion, just stares with a pissed off look on his face. Hugh hurries toward us with something, no someone, thrown over his shoulder.

He places a woman on her knees in front of us, and I have a feeling I know who it is before he ever takes the bag off her head. Once he does, Bailey’s scared eyes, surrounded by dark, smudged makeup, find me.

Goddammit.

“What the fuck is this, Gruco?” He flings his hand to gesture at Bailey, meanwhile my eyes scan her for injury.

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