Page 76 of The Bratva's Bounty
Whatever drug he hit me with kicked in immediately. No matter how much I fought it, my muscles refused to tense and move, and my head fell over onto Hanna's shoulder as she grabbed ahold of me again. My heavy eyes drifted over to Angel, pleading silently with her for some help, but Nikolai and Stepan held her back by actively blocking her path.
Fucking Volkovs…
If the reason for my head was a hangover from one hell of a night, then I wouldn't be so pissed.
If my man's life wasn't on the line, then I wouldn't be so fucking pissed.
If Alexei would give me some kind of fucking reaction to my rage, even the slightest twinkle of fear would do, then I'd be somewhat satisfied with threatening to blow his ass sky high to where he would meet God.
But no!
The damn psychopath wasn't fazed one bit!
Heavy, seething breaths heated the air in the living room up as I sat there glaring at each and every Volkov man. "I'm going to fucking kill all of you if Lev doesn't," I grumbled with a very pissed-off scowl.
"Well, you weren't going to be of any help being in shock like that, and you weren't showing any signs of improving," Alexei remarked casually in his usual collected tone. "So, I made a judgment call."
"Well, I didn't consent to having my ass sedated," I snapped back with a snarl.
Smug little turdhad the audacity to crack a smirk and shrug his shoulders. "You weren't of sound mind, therefore cannot make any informed consent."
Unable to think of a good comeback, I settled for flipping him off and telling him, "Go put your dick in a shredder."
Taking a few deep breaths, I calmed myself down enough to get some mental clarity. "What's our plan for getting Lev back?" I asked with a somewhat sour face, still pissed at his brothers.
"I wish I could give you more information about Igor and his plans, but he didn't give us anything to go on." But did that really matter? Igor would cease to exist the moment we strike him down. Of course, we had to get to that point.
"And how do you know he won't kill Lev?" I knew keeping calm under pressure was probably some supreme bad guy 101 kind of thing, but everyone was too calm about Lev's disappearance.
"Igor contacted us the other day, the morning after you and Lev were kidnapped, and made a ransom demand for Lev. He wanted his sister, Natalia, back along with the section of the city that his father owned before we ran him out," Nikolai answered me with a long exhale. "Obviously, we're not going to give him what he wants, but if he kills Lev, then he has nothing."
Sighing heavily, Stepan leaned forward in his spot on the couch and ran his hands down his face. "But the issue with us gambling like so is the fact Igor is potentially a man with nothing to lose. So, we're really hoping he wants his sister and turf badly enough to spare Lev long enough for us to find out where Lev's located and rescue him."
Huffing, I snatched the laptop from Bao the moment he came within arm's reach, startling him. "Whoa! Freaking chill sis. He's not gonna get any deader if he's dead already," my younger brother quipped at me, earning a nasty glare in return because this was not the time for that kind of joking.
Rolling my eyes, I booted the laptop up and immersed myself with pulling up the tracking program and pinning down Lev's location. I wasn't a religious person, but I sure as hell prayed to everything out there in the universe for Lev to still have his collar on.
By some miracle, he did.
I zoomedin with a bated breath when I saw the blinking rot dot on the satellite map. I hoped it wouldn't be an empty road or some random spot in the forest. I nearly screamed with joy when the grainy image cleared up to show a shittiest building next to some abandoned dock.
Jumping up from the couch, I showed everyone the screen while bouncing on the balls of my feet with glee. "Come on, let's go get him!" I urged everyone with an eager grin, practically throwing the laptop onto the coffee table and turning to shoot out the door.
Unfortunately, I only made it a step before a body blocked my path. "You're not going anywhere in your current state." Stepan's stern words made me glower at him in defiance.
Stepping right up into his face, I held a finger up to him. "For one, I'm not even going into the midst of battle." Lifting a second finger, I continued, "Secondly, if you think you're going to keep me home while my man is out there needing to be rescued, then you're fucking delusional." Holding up a third finger, I narrowed my eyes more at him. "Thirdly, I am going."
Thankfully, my girls had my back—literally.
"Angel, if you don't get your ass over here right now—"
A pointed look from Angel was all Nikolai needed to shut up. "You can't say shit. If it was me out there, you'd be dragging yourself to me even if all your limbs were gone." Crossing her arms, she stepped up next to me and glared at her husband challengingly. "Likewise, if it was you out there, I would stop at nothing until I dragged your ass back home myself. Which, by the way, has happened."
Then, before Stepan could get a word out of his open mouth, Hanna dug into him. "Nah ah! Nothing out of you Styosha, not unless you want to be sleeping outside," she threatened her own husband confidently. "And it's not like you can argue either because you put your stupid ass up there on a damn roof to save me when you should have been resting in a hospital bed."
"And you two." Angel's head locked onto the twins, who looked rather conflicted. "If you dare sayanything, and I meananything, I will make you regret it. No woman, no opinion."
With all the hardheaded men shut down, Angel picked up the laptop and studied the map closely for a silent stretch. Once the lightbulb in her pregnant brain went off, she returned the device to me and looked at her husband. "You have fifteen minutes to get your ass out that door with our men and the others,Nicole included, before I gear my pregnant ass up and march out there myself to run the damn mission."