Honed in Havoc (Corrupt Credence Book 3) by Walker Albany

Honed in Havoc (Corrupt Credence Book 3) by Walker Albany

Author:Walker, Albany
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Albany Publishing
Published: 2024-01-18T00:00:00+00:00


LUCIAN

Idebate asking Nova and Nox if they want to ride over to Morozov’s with me since he’s not on shift until tomorrow and I need to speak with him, but I decide to head over by myself. I’m not exactly pleased with my brother at the moment for blabbing about me framing Nova for her grandmother’s death.

It’s something I would do, but not to her. I would make it look like Rory did it if anything, like the old bastard took her out before offing himself, but now Nox’s words are planted in Nova’s head, and there’s nothing I can do about it.

Morozov’s girl answers the door when I knock. “Yes?” She sounds hesitant.

“I’m here for Morozov.”

“He’s sleeping.” She looks over her shoulder.

“Wake him up, or I will. I’m not talking to you without him.”

“Okay… Come in.” She stands back, inviting me into the house I own.

Morozov is already coming down the hall once I make it inside. “What’s up?” His hair is a mess, but he doesn’t bother to tame it after pulling a shirt over his head.

“I need you to reach out to Bridget,” I tell the girl who’s walking around, fluffing pillows and shit.

“Me?” she asks as if I could be speaking to someone else.

“Yes. Make sure she knows I’m willing to pay, but keep it clean. Her calls could be recorded.”

“Now?” She looks at the clock on the wall.

“Is that a problem?”

“It’s kind of late. Should I wait until morning?”

“Just try,” Morozov tells her, speaking more gently than I would have.

“Should I call or text her?” she asks after picking up her phone from the couch.

“Calm, Vera.” His accent is slightly thicker than usual, but she nods, so it must be normal for them. “Call her and invite her to lunch at the Union since leaving the island isn’t an option at the moment.”

“Okay,” she whispers, then focuses on her phone. “It’s ringing,” she murmurs then brings the phone to her ear before speaking. “Hey, Bridget, it’s Vera.” Her eyes lock onto Morozov, who gives an encouraging nod of approval. I’m fucking glad I wasn’t around the last time this happened, I wouldn’t have had much hope for it working out, because the girl is as green as a potato.

“Do you want to grab lunch tomorrow? I’m buying.” Her eyes dart over to me, and I relax a little. Maybe she’s not that bad. “I’m going stir crazy just sitting in the house,” she continues. “What time?” Her eyes go really wide, and she giggles. “I hadn’t thought that far ahead. Does…” I hold up both of my hands, my fingers splayed to indicate the time. “Ten o’clock sound okay? Maybe we can take a walk on the beach or something too. I’m just really looking forward to getting out and having some company… Twelve o’clock?” She waits for me to agree, then remarks, “Oh yeah, that’s fine. I’ll meet you at the school. See ya.” She taps the button to hang up the phone, and Morozov is quick to walk over and give her a hug and compliment.



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