The Russian's Greed by Cap Daniels

Author:Cap Daniels [Daniels, Cap]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-09T16:00:00+00:00

18

S MENYA KHVATIT

(I QUIT)

The ride to Anya’s apartment was as quiet as the ride to the ballet company’s hotel, but not as cold.

Before stepping from the Bentley, Anya leaned close to Viktor, pressed her lips to his cheek, and whispered, “She knows you love her, but she is girl child. You cannot understand because you have never been. I have. Good night, my beautiful man. I will begin matching diamonds on Monday, yes?”

“Thank you, my dear. I am sorry for the way this evening must end, but—”

Anya pressed her finger to his lips. “Shh. It was wonderful evening, and niece Anya is perfect. I will be ready for driver on Monday morning.”

Volkov silently nodded, and Anya slid from the car.

As she walked through the apartment door, Gwynn rose to meet her. “Tell me everything. Where did you go? What did you do? Spill it, girl.” Gwynn’s excitement waned as she studied Anya’s expression. “That doesn’t look good. What’s wrong?”

“I am no longer certain I can do this. I think I must quit.”

Gwynn shook her head and grabbed Anya’s hand. “Come, sit down. I’ll make you some tea, and you can tell me everything.”

The Russian pulled from Gwynn’s grasp and ambled down the hallway toward her room. By the time Anya returned, dressed in flannel pajama pants and a University of Georgia baseball jersey, the tea was ready, and Gwynn was curled up on the end of the sofa.

Anya nestled into the plush cushion and cupped the mug in both hands. “Thank you for the tea. It smells delicious.”

“You’re welcome. Now, tell me what’s going on.”

Anya blew across the mug and took a tentative sip. “Viktor Volkov has a niece, and her name is Anya.”

Gwynn slammed her mug onto the end table and leaned toward Anya. “Shut up! You’re lying.”

Anya shrugged. “It is true. She is prima ballerina of Bolshoi second company. I saw her dance tonight at Lincoln Center, and she is beautiful.”

Girlfriend Gwynn was instantly transformed back into Special Agent Davis. “How did we not know he had a niece? We have to tell Agent White.”

Anya laid a hand on Gwynn’s arm. “Yes, of course I know this, but I must tell you everything before you call him.”

Gwynn continued ignoring her tea and listened intently as Anya spoke. “He said Anya is daughter of his murdered brother, and he is responsible for the murder.”

“He told you he killed his own brother?”

“No, he only said he was reason for his brother’s murder—not that he killed him.”

Gwynn grabbed a pen and Chinese restaurant menu from the end table drawer and flipped it over. The pen flew across the paper as she furiously took notes of every word. “What was his brother’s name?”

Anya took another sip. “Also Volkov.”

Gwynn slumped. “Yeah, I kinda figured that since they’re brothers. I meant, what’s his brother’s first name?”

“I do not know.”

“Okay, so, tell me about the niece.”

“I know only that she has my name and is wonderful dancer. She had dinner with us, and she demanded that Viktor let her stay with him in America, but he refused.

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