Three Vlog Night by Z.A. Maxfield

Author:Z.A. Maxfield [Maxfield, Z.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-64405-129-0
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2019-06-04T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Ajax, did you like my bullets? Next time I won’t miss.

“I PHONED Iphicles.” Bartosz returned to the small storage room. He’d talked to the cook, who owned the restaurant, and the waiter who’d served them. Dmytro held his hand up for Bartosz to switch languages.

“This is a goatfuck,” Dmytro muttered in Russian. “You saw no one suspicious? Are you certain?”

“What does that mean?” Bartosz asked. “You doubt me?”

“Whoever shot at us is on top of our every move, Bartosz.”

Shoulders stiff, Bartosz glared. “You believe I’m being indiscreet?”

“Well, I know it’s not me. How can they know we’re here?”

“It’s not me, brother. I’ve taken every precaution. Followed Zhenya’s orders to the letter.” Bartosz narrowed his eyes. “What about you?”

“I’ve done nothing.” Dmytro drew his jacket closed over Ajax’s shaking shoulders. “But I’ll get Zhenya to send someone to check us again for transmitters. There has to be something.”

“Can’t be on the car. How could they have known we’d take it?”

“Exactly.” Dmytro didn’t want to believe, but who else knew their position just then besides the three of them and Zhenya? “Is there something you need to tell me?”

“Me? I’m not the one shooting fawning looks at the little mink.”

“It’s the job to take care of him.”

“You want him.” Bartosz switched back to English and directed a filthy look toward Ajax. “You told the girl who you are. Who else did you tell?”

Ajax’s jaw dropped. “I—”

“You gave her your name and now this happens?” Bartosz shouted. “I’m sick of these so-called coincidences. It’s obvious what has happened here. The little shit is stirring the pot.”

“No way.” Ajax rose, gripping Dmytro’s jacket with both hands. “No way have I done that. How could I? We’re miles away from St. Nacho’s. I have no idea where we are. I have no phone. No computer. Like it or not, this is on Iphicles, not me. You need to check your hardware and your people, because this is an inside job.”

“You’re mad.” Bartosz got out his phone. “I’m calling Zhenya.”

“Anyway, as you pointed out,” Ajax reminded them, “whoever fired on us was trying to miss us.”

“You don’t know that,” Bartosz argued.

Ajax gave an eye roll. “Duh. Of course they were.”

“How can you be so certain?”

“Oh, believe me, I know angles,” Ajax said testily. “Whoever fired those shots could have hit any one of us. We were sitting ducks. But he missed. Deliberately.”

Dmytro finally spoke up. “You can’t know for sure they weren’t aiming at us, Ajax. Perhaps they were simply a poor shot? Or shooting from a boat on the water, which moved unexpectedly?”

Cautiously, Ajax led them into the dining room, where the three of them glanced up again. “They fired three single rounds. For a poor shot on a rocky boat, that’s an awesome grouping, don’t you think?” Sure enough, three neat holes formed a tight pattern that would make any sniper proud.

Dmytro shared a look with Bartosz.

“I may not speak your language, but you have very expressive eyes, Dmytro. You think I have no clue what’s happening here, but I know anxiety when I see it.

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