I don’t have time for more of this. “Find him, now. And make sure to tell him what just happened.” My words are clipped, my jaw clenched. I move forward, my focus solely on the next step.
My hands are itching for action, but I won’t make a move until I know exactly what’s going on. No more surprises. No more mistakes.
The longer I stand there, the more I feel the weight of this—this... breach of security.
Whoever the hell that man was, he didn’t just stumble onto this pier. And if it was a setup, if someone here is playing a game with me... things are about to get ugly.
I’m about to think it’s all Yuri’s work, but if I assume something huge like this right in front of everyone, in frontof his men, especially Nikolai… There’d be more than just one dead person tonight.
I don’t want to start a war. Not yet, at least. Not as long as I don’t know who is behind all this.
“Julian.” I demand.
He immediately steps forward, willing to follow my order. “Yes, boss?”
“Get this man in one of the trucks. Find out who he is, what he does”, I tell him. To my surprise, he nods and goes to work immediately, some of my other men helping him.
He’s usually never that cooperative. Then again, he knows when to obey. And tonight, after all that happened, he’s aware that provoking me isn’t a good idea.
Thank fuck he understands what danger we’re all in now.
Soon after, Hayden joins me with Yuri. I look at the boss, but don’t speak.
If I’d tell him what I’m thinking of him right now, this wouldn’t end well. I’m done with drama for tonight.
“Let’s get the trucks ready and leave this place”, I tell him. He nods. “That’s probably for the best.”
All of our men get all the shit ready, and while I’m halfway lost in thoughts, I can’t help but keep wondering.
Who the fuck is behind all this?
Whoever sent this guy knew he was gonna die anyway. Is a man’s life worth nothing?
Even if he would’ve succeeded and if he would’ve killed me, both this man and the guy who sent him knew there would be no way for him to escape death.
Good for me, I did escape death. He couldn’t. Too bad.
It reminds me of what Jennifer and I talked about, not too long after we first met.
You can’t save someone if death has already got his grip on them.
Death fucking lost his grip on me, I guess. Because I stared death right in the eye as his grip changed on to another person within a second.
It only takes ten minutes for everyone until everything is packed up. Once the ship leaves, some of our and Volkov’s trucks leave, too.
After another five minutes, I can finally leave this fucking place, too.
As Hayden and I walk towards my SUV, I sigh deeply. He looks at me in concern.
“Let me drive”, he suddenly says.
I shoot him a look. “What? Since when doyoucall the shots?”
“You just almost got your head blown off. Sit down and breathe, goddamn.”
I scoff but toss him the keys immediately. “Fine.”
He grins as we climb in. “You can thank me later. At least you’ve got someone waiting for you at home.”