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Huffing into the phone, Aleks replied, “I’m not an idiot.”

“And she wouldn't t-take it?”

“I’ve got to give her props for being ethical when I said I’d make it worth her while.”

“Yes, she’s such a good doctor,” I snapped.

“Look, she didn’t budge even when I threatened her?—

“You what?” I blared.

Aleks chuckled. “I just said that you didn’t like to be disappointed.”

With a roll of my eyes, I said, “Could you have sounded more like a g-gangster?”

“Hey, I was just playing the part I was given.”

“If that’s t-the way you sound as an enforcer, I’m not sure how we haven’t b-been overtaken.”

“Fuck you. Of course, I don’t sound like that with the men I’m interrogating. Since this was a woman, I had to pivot with my usual methods.”

“Jesus. I should’ve sent in Lev,” I muttered.

“I have my own job to do,” Lev protested as Aleks said, “Fuck you.”

Rubbing my hand over my face, I asked, “D-Did you at least p-out the tracer and listening d-device on her phone?”

“Of course I did.”

“Good.” I jerked my chin at Lev. “Pull up her d-details.”

He rolled his eyes at me. “I’m already on it.”

“So what now? Do we find another therapist for me to lean on?” Aleks asked.

I snorted. “No. I d-don’t want you leaning on anyone.”

“Good. Call me a pussy, but I don’t like playing the heavy against beautiful women. I only like them screaming in bed,” he joked.

“You made her scream?” I gritted out.

“No, jackass, I didn’t.”

“You sure as hell b-better not have.”

“Ooh, you’ve got it bad for the sexy therapist.”

“Fuck off.”

“I gotta say, she’s even hotter in person. Tight-as-hell short skirt, luscious tits straining against a silky, black blouse, andstilettos that I’d love resting on my shoulders as I pounded into her.”

“Oh fuck,” Lev muttered as a growl rumbled from deep within my chest.

“YA ub'yu tebya?”I snarled.

Aleks’s laughter caused my blood to boil. “No, I don’t particularly want to die.”

“Then shut your d-disgusting mouth.”