Page 126 of See You Maybe
Now, he impatiently paced her garage, waiting for the call to connect. As necessary as this phone call was, he was anxious to get back to Olivia. Declan snorted, imagining what his family’s reaction to all this would be.
“What do you want?” Alex Kovalyov sounded irritated.
Despite his urgency, Declan couldn’t help but needle the Russian. “Maybe I just wanted to talk.”
“You’re the least social person I know. What do you want?”
“I need Kyle Armstrong picked up. Unless he’s already dead. In which case, I need the body to disappear.”
“What exactly am I supposed to do with him?”
“Take him to one of your places.”
“I don’t have places,” Alex said curtly.
“Suit yourself. Wherever it is your brother has people taken. And I need it done as soon as possible.”
“What’s in it for me?”
“I’ll owe you,” Declan said without hesitation.
“It’s not as much fun when you give in easily,” Kovalyov complained.
Over the last twelve years, he and the Russian had traded favors back and forth—a fucked-up friendship of sorts. Because of that, Declan let Kovalyov hear the seriousness in his voice. “It’s important. Let me know when you have him secured. I’ll come as soon as I can.”
“You’ll come? Personally?”
“Yes.”
“How extraordinary.” Alex hummed his amusement. “This sounds important. Might be worth two favors.”
“Fine.”
There was a pause, and Declan could practically feel Alex’s surprise. “What did he do?”
“He put his hands on someone he never should have even looked at.”
Declan heard a low growl and knew Kovalyov understood. “He was married to Olivia Adler, correct? Didn’t you carry her out of an event last month?”
Declan’s jaw locked. “I didn’t realize you read the gossip blogs or that you were such a fan.”
“Someone’s testy tonight.”
“You’ll do it?”
“Call you when it’s done.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
Atlanta—Present Day
Light streamed through Olivia’s window. Had she forgotten to draw the blinds last night, she wondered fuzzily.
She froze.
Had it been a dream? She closed her eyes again and gingerly slid her hand over the sheet until…
“Unless you’re planning on doing something with that, teasing me this early in the morning is downright cruel, Petal.”