Last Hit (Hitman) by Clare Jessica & Frederick Jen

Author:Clare, Jessica & Frederick, Jen [Clare, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, romantic suspense
ISBN: 9780989247962
Publisher: Pear Tree LLC
Published: 2013-11-29T18:30:00+00:00

I WATCH MY MARK. MR. Brown is moving around his apartment getting ready for bed. Either I've missed his daily perversion, or he is too tired for that nonsense tonight. He heads for the bed, and the dog trots obediently behind. I wonder if the dog would attack Mr. Brown if it were allowed to, like the pack of boys had attacked the Milan curator.

The uncomfortable silence in my apartment is interrupted by a chime from the second bedroom. I consider ignoring it, but then think it may be Daniel.

"Allo," I answer.

"Nikolai." Not Daniel. Sergei. The head of the Bratva. His voice is nearly unaccented. He told me once that accents are as dangerous as fingerprints and that an accent will always give away your history and ultimately lead your enemies to your family. I had no family, I told Sergei. He clapped me on the shoulder and replied that he knew, and that's why I was the perfect weapon.

Perhaps it is why he felt he could kill Alexsandr without a second thought. Sergei believed that I was a machine, a gun that Alexsandr pointed and fired. And now that Alexsandr was dead, he believes that I am a weapon that Sergei now controls.

I have done nothing to disabuse Sergei of this notion. In truth, I am doing Sergei's bidding right now. Tracking this errant accountant and then disposing of him.

"Sergei. What is it that you need?" I wonder if he has cleaned up the bodies left at the Palisades. That must have been a mess.

"I was wondering whether you have heard about the passing of our friend Bogdan. He was in Los Angeles taking care of a problem for me and wasn't able to follow through due to some digestive problems."

"Bogdan always drank too much. His liver give out?" I ask.

"Liver and heart. Actually, an all-organ failure," Sergei replies.

I click my tongue against the roof of my mouth. "That's too bad."

"Bogdan's young wife is full of distress. You know she is pregnant."

"I did not." This I did not want to hear. "Bogdan lived a dangerous life. She was unaware?"

"No, she was aware. I think she didn't know the extent of his debts, however." Sergei's voice was light and smooth. He was probably imagining with glee all the things he would require of this young widow.

My nostrils flare in disgust. Sergei should be eliminated for the mere offense of being a cliché. As a soldier in the Bratva, Sergei once held himself to strict standards. Once he was the leader, he fell victim to the power and what he viewed as the spoils due a victor. Forcing himself on a grieving widow would be exciting for Sergei. That she would resist him would be like an extra serving of dessert.

He once raped two sisters, forcing the father who owed him no more than a few thousand American dollars to watch. Sergei had laughed like a movie villain. I wanted to kill him then, but instead, I squeezed the carotid of the father until he passed out and then discharged my gun into the ground.

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