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He was serious and I wasn’t certain how I felt about it, but I knew I wanted him in my world, no matter how dangerous. Hewould prove more than helpful as we entered our next phase of increasing profits. “You’re sure about this.”

“Yes, sir, I am.”

“Then you’re hired.”

I’d seen his face light up as a kid, but it had been a long time since. It warmed what little was left of my heart. “Excellent,” he exclaimed, pumping his fist into the air.

“We’ll talk details in a couple days.”

“Not until after you finish business.”

I narrowed my eyes. “What are you talking about?”

He took a step closer. “I’ve never known you to give up on anything. So don’t.”

“That is?”

“Finding the people responsible for our parents’ deaths for one. Yeah, I overheard you talking to Konstantin about what you learned. If you know how to track these bastards down, then do so.”

I should be angry with him, but how could I? “I’ll do that, but it could take time to bring them to my brand of justice.”

“It’s been years. Take the time you need to make it right. First, you have more important business. Find the woman you’ve in love with. Don’t allow anything to stop you.”

“What?”

“You heard me, brother. It’s been obvious for weeks how much you love her and miss her now. She needs you to track her down.”

“She made it obvious that’s not what she wants.”

He shook his head. “For a man your age, you are a dumb shit. Women want you to ply them with romance, to find them if they disappear, shower them with roses, and above all tell them how you feel about them. Things you suck at. I’m serious. Find her no matter what it takes, or you will never have a happy day for the rest of your life.”

I studied him for a few seconds and smiled all over again. “Since when did you get so smart?”

“How many times are you going to ask me that? I know women. Too bad you don’t.”

“Maybe you’re right but there’s no sign of her, no way to find her.”

“Not necessarily,” Konstantin said as he popped into my office out of the blue.

“Don’t you ever knock?” I growled.

My second in command shrugged. “What? Dima let me in.”

“Remind me to talk to him. What are you going on about?”

“I have a couple leads on where your main squeeze might be holing up, starting with a picture of her at one of the casinos in town—no, not yours—where she magically won two hundred thousand and change on a single bet on a slot machine.”

“You’re kidding me?” I asked, almost laughing.

“Nope. I’m not. Enough to purchase a car, which she did, although nothing fancy. I tracked her all the way to Virginia.”

“I looked there. Remember?”

He walked closer, shaking his head. “You don’t give me enough credit, boss. I did a little more digging and found some information you might think useful.” As he handed me a file, I was determined not to get my hopes up.

But when I looked at the work he’d done, most of which reminded me of a private investigator, I didn’t just have hope.

I had determination.




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