Page 126 of Sinful Wrath

“Show me the tape.”

I grind my teeth and turn my attention back to the computer monitors, rewinding the tapes once again.

My brothers and Anton crowd around the desk and watch the footage of Alfonzo taking out Lucia and throwing her unconscious body over his shoulder.

Alexei reaches forward and pauses it, zooming in on the tattoo that confirms her attacker as Alfonzo. “Fuck.”

“I have her location.” I show them the live location tracker on my phone. “She’s at some house in Brooklyn.”

“I’ll send the location to Rurik to find out who it belongs to.” Dimitri pulls out his phone.

“Does it fucking matter? We all know Igor is the one who’s really behind this.”

“Mikhail, we need to know what we’re walking into.” Alexei tightens his grip on my shoulder, but I shrug him off, needing to put some space between us before I lose my shit.

Getting to my feet, I stalk over to the drinks cart and grab the vodka, pulling the stopper out with my teeth and spitting it out before taking a large swig straight from the bottle.

Dimitri paces before the fireplace, his phone glued to his ear, no doubt in conversation with his own private investigator.

Alexei and Anton watch the rest of the security footage while Danil stays close to my side.

“I’m not a fucking flight risk, Danil.”

“Never said you were.” He crosses his arms over his chest. “But I suggest you use me as a punching bag and not Dimitri. He feels bad enough as it is.”

“He’ll feel a hell of a lot worse if anything happens to Lucia.”

Dimitri glances in my direction, and I let the fury show on my face.

The last thing I care about is sparing my brother’s feelings. I trusted him.

Alexei gets to his feet as Dimitri ends the call with Rurik.

Alexei tucks his hands into his pockets. “What did he say?”

“Alfonzo has been whispering to anyone who will listen that he’s involved in a big plan to take us out.”

I scoff. “That’s not exactly news to us. Two attacks in two days, I think it’s pretty clear what the plan is, Dimitri.”

“Mikhail,” Danil warns.

“What the fuck are we waiting around for? I have her fucking location, so let’s go!”

Anton throws his arms in the air. “And walk straight into another trap?”

Alexei’s glare zeros in on him. “Anothertrap?”

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I take another swig of vodka, my eyes burning through Anton’s.

“At this point, I couldn’t care less what’s waiting for us. I’d happily have the blood of a hundred men on my hands if it means getting Lucia back.”

Alexei shakes his head. “No one is doing anything without a plan.”

“Fuck the plan! I’m going now.” I grab my discarded gun off the desk, tucking it into my pocket.

Anton blocks the door. “Calm the fuck down, Mikhail. You’re no use to Lucia if you’re dead.”