Page 92 of Saved By A God
Holding his hand out to Aunt Eden, he waits until she takes it, then he gives me half a smile. “We’ll come around tomorrow again.”
I nod, not moving from beside Rosie.
Aunt Eden places her palm to my jaw, giving me a thankful look before she brushes her hand over Rosie’s hair.
When they leave, we sit for a moment and stare at the bag of candy.
Again, Rosie only naps for close to thirty minutes, and when she brushes her cheek against my chest, I press my mouth to her hair and hug the shit out of her.
“Did my parents leave?” she asks, her tone fragile.
“Yes. They’ll be back tomorrow.” I wait to see if she’ll continue telling me what happened, and when she just holds me, I ask, “Want to talk some more?”
My phone rings, and I growl at the interruption as I yank the device out of my pocket, but seeing Rodian’s name, I quickly answer. “Hi. How are things in Russia?”
Rosie’s head snaps up, and I put the call on speakerphone.
“Volatile. Some men have formed their own group, but most have fallen in line. How’s Rosie doing?”
“I’m okay,” she answers. “Have you checked in with Tim? Is he okay?”
“Tim will be fine. Don’t worry about him. I paid him a life-changing amount for the shit he went through, and now the little shit thinks he’s my personal hacker.”
The first real chuckle escapes Rosie as a happy smile splits over her face. “Are you serious?”
“Yes, he’s the one who found the group of men who are not happy that I took over as Pakhan. He’s not as good as you, but I’m sure with time he’ll give you a run for your money.” Rodian clears his throat. “Tim asked for your phone number. He said he could only find the old one. I think he wants to keep in contact with you.”
Rosie’s eyes fly to mine. “Can I use your number until I get a new phone?”
“Sure.”
“I’ll pass it on to the kid,” Rodian says.
“Let us know if things get out of control or you need backup,” I tell the new head of the Bratva. “I’d hate to see you fall after going through all that trouble.”
He lets out a chuckle. “I have everything under control. Is Yegor still alive?”
“For now.”
“Send me proof of his death once you’ve had your fill of torturing him. It will help silence the opposing group if they see their leader is dead.”
“It’s going to take a while,” I warn Rodian. “I’m going to make him suffer for two and a half months.”
“Enjoy it.”
We end the call, and I drop the phone on the couch before letting my eyes drift over Rosie’s face.
She stares at the coffee table for a long while before she says, “I’m glad Tim seems to be doing okay.”
“Yeah. Want to tell me how the two of you got so close?” I ask, hoping it will get her talking about her time there.
Rosie shrugs. “We actually had very little contact. After they threatened to kill Tim, I did what they asked of me to keep him safe. Even though he was in the cell beside mine, he never talked to me. None of them did.”
My head jerks back. “Christ, Rosie.”
“It was so hard for me not having anyone to talk to.”
“You can talk my ear off,” I say while brushing my hand up and down her back.
