Pregnant by the Russian Mafia Boss by Bella Rose

Author:Bella Rose [Rose, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-09-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Two

“I can’t believe you’re expecting me to believe that you have no more intel to offer me on Vitaly Volkov,” Alexandra Polzin griped to her best friend, Ivan Popov.

Ivan raised an eyebrow. “You know, most FBI agents would be appreciative of all the help they had received without a whole lot of compensation.”

“Whatever.” Alexandra glanced around and sighed. She and Ivan had been coming to this bistro together since high school. Now twilight was just falling and the sidewalk traffic was mostly couples or groups of friends heading out for the evening. The city never slept. “You know how much I love being an FBI agent.”

Ivan raised his eyebrow mockingly. “You might have mentioned that a few times.”

“And you know that growing up in this neighborhood and rubbing shoulders with all of you criminal types is as much of a hindrance to my career as it is a help,” she reminded him. Sometimes it grated on her that her fellow agents judged her for having grown up in a rough area. The Bureau had let her in because she’d been honest about her origins. That didn’t mean that some of the other agents didn’t look down on her.

Ivan snorted. “If you’re expecting me to feel sorry for you because of your choice of occupation, you’re barking up the wrong tree.”

“If having a bona fide Russian mobster for a high school buddy can’t help me catch some Russian mob thugs, what can?” she teased him.

Picking up his beer, Ivan raised it as though giving her a toast. “Yes, and can we remember for a minute that I’m not mafia connected? I run a chain of arcades. I might have some dirty money coming in and out to supplement my income, but I’m not part of the mob.”

“Okay, so maybe I’m pissed about that.” Alexandra picked up her own beer and clinked it against his in a sarcastic toast. “And you know I’m going to nail Vitaly Volkov to the wall one of these days.”

“Vitaly can handle himself.” Ivan gave a nonchalant shrug. “Besides, I’m not connected, remember? That’s no skin off my nose.”

“But you won’t help me!” she moaned.

“I don’t have anything else to offer. You’re just going to have to get your intel using the usual investigative techniques they teach at that fancy FBI academy,” Ivan pointed out.

“Okay, so that’s frustrating me. Because I’ll admit that it’s confusing to have nothing really damning on the guy after six months of surveillance.” Alexandra drummed her fingers on the table.

“Have you talked to Jacob?” Ivan asked slyly. “You know he’s far more connected than I am.”

“Yeah, and he’s far more careful than anyone else I know! Getting info out of him is like pulling teeth.” Alexandra started laughing. “The three of us were such a mess growing up, right? Jacob was the Jewish kid who didn’t want to learn Hebrew. My father was a florist who wished he could be in the mafia. And you were just trouble.”

“Complimenting me will get you nowhere.

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